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Yavara held my hand between her daughter’s trembling thighs, and we shared the moment of Patricia’s awakening. Then, she dismounted and disappeared into the crowd on shaking legs. “A ‘goodbye’ would’ve been nice.” I frowned at Yavara as I licked my lips. “She was left speechless.” Yavara sniggered, wiping glaze from her lips to suck from parody her finger, “She told me telepathically, and I quote, ‘I love you mom, but you don’t have a penis, so I’m leaving.’” “A girl after your own heart.” I chuckled, noticing with wandering eyes that a group had formed around us, all six of them men. By Yavara’s account, I was sure it was a favorable mix of genders. “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” Yavara grinned back, and with a motion she beckoned our audience to participate. A second later, I was indulging in the sin of gluttony, filling every hole with man. They drove into me like they wanted to meet in the middle, and I adored them for their enthusiasm. 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