“I imagine myself being a Templar. I spot Jacob Frye, instead of attacking him I run to the room where all the plans are kept. I sit on the chair attempting to hide them “What do you think are you doing?” I would answer, “What are you doing here?” Then he approaches me “Give me the plans.” “No means no, Mr. Frye.” “This is a dangerous game you’re playing, Templar.” Jacob would kiss me, “I’d like to play.” We proceed to fuck and I accidentally let out a scream which alerted the other Templars. I can’t help it”.
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