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January 27, 2007

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Only a small, heavy lock, and a place where a tiny key might fit. It had been locked on my throat! There was printing on the band, but I could not read it.real doll fucking. Someone had been in the room to place the band to my neck.real doll pic. With my head down, hair falling to the rug, on my hands and knees, I shook my head. I tore at the pile on the rug. I would not lose consciousness

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11) Then my feet touched the tiles of the terrace below. I was safe! Something soft, folded and white slipped over my head, before my eyes. It was shoved deeply into my mouth. Another folded piece of cloth passed over my head. It was knotted tightly behind the back of my neck. I tried to cry out but could not do so. "We have her," I heard a voice say. 3 SILKEN CORDS (pg. 12) I stirred uneasily, shaking my head. It was a bad dream. "No, no," I murmured, twisting, wanting to awaken. "No, no." It seemed as though I could not move as I wished.real doll in use. I was displeased. Angry

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