‘I’ve always admired Jacob’s hidden blade gauntlet and he knows it. One day, I told him that I would like to try his gauntlet on. Instead of placing the gauntlet into my hand, he grabs my wrist and kisses me. I look at him, shocked. “I’ll show you a blade that could impregnate you,” he says, taking his trousers off. Oh my, his blade is nice. It feels nice, too, when he stabs me.’

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