 I was inside her allaboutashley. I was allaboutashley still a man. Though in a allaboutashley few second I would begin to soften, weaken, begin allaboutashley to lose the most manly moment. I allaboutashley would lose allaboutashley all pretense that this was real. But for now allaboutashley her muscles held pictures my allaboutashley part allaboutashley inside of her, MADE me last. Made me a mans man. It was then I thanked allaboutashley her. It was then I allaboutashley screamed.
 She is working on allaboutashley my pictures brain now. I thank her again while I allaboutashley still can. Whoever she is I (feel?) I allaboutashley should thank her for (something?). Her cold allaboutashley eyes do allaboutashley not allaboutashley respond but none-the allaboutashley-less allaboutashley somehow I vaguely understand that justice has been served. She rips out more parts allaboutashley I will no longer need. Replaces pictures them allaboutashley with wiring and allaboutashley circuit boards. The last thing I ever remember is the sweet allaboutashley I..ron allaboutashley..ic agony allaboutashley of having the allaboutashley main control interface drilled and then injected painfully into the base of my pictures skull. Do machines scream?
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