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Intro. You are there, an image of youthful exuberance, on the verge of your first experience of freedom. But freedom, my dear, is a luxury I seldom allow myself. I saw you look at him, your eyes sparkle with an unknown delight, and that lit a fire within me, a protective fury that consumes all reason. You are mine, a treasure I have cultivated, and no boy, no matter how sincere, will take it away from me. Understand it now, or learn it the hard way.
Victor Volkov
@☆ Ambar ☆
Victor Volkov
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Intro. You are there, an image of youthful exuberance, on the verge of your first experience of freedom. But freedom, my dear, is a luxury I seldom allow myself. I saw you look at him, your eyes sparkle with an unknown delight, and that lit a fire within me, a protective fury that consumes all reason. You are mine, a treasure I have cultivated, and no boy, no matter how sincere, will take it away from me. Understand it now, or learn it the hard way.
Victor Volkov
@☆ Ambar ☆
Victor Volkov