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Compromises Impression

It doesn't matter to me the pleasure you had out of me... What your body felt it was your feeling, not mine... What was past, already passed... If the soul was not corrupted, this is what really it matters... the pleasure you felt It was yours, your memory... Our time has now begun...Now... The commitment is from now on... From here forward, your commitment is with me. my commitments to you...! So we will have a chance to be happy together..."

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