‘I’m running away from a masquerade ball for my birthday with a man into a lonely room. He kisses me passionately and rips my dress, telling me I shouldn’t be doing that with a masked stranger. “I can recognize you everywhere, Jacob, with or without that mask.” He just smiles and fucks me right there, while an occasional witness insults us for our indiscretion, without knowing I’m the birthday girl and her forbidden lover.’

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