Fortune telling
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"Let me read your palms!" Cameron blurted that afternoon, her grin already filthy. I played along. "Oh really? Like this?" I leaned in slow, pressed my mouth to her half-open lips, and that smug little fortune-teller act collapsed into the real thing. By the time she dragged me down onto the sofa, those fingers she’d promised were full of ‘big happiness’ were already yanking at my belt and telling a much dirtier story.













