Marcia looked from one man to the next as she brought her arms up across her chest and began to cry.
See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
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Unable to fight back, she now grunted and groaned as each fist and foot found its mark.
She was carried to a his feet, first pulled toward the direction of the voice. He was violently yanked off room down the hall her, and then pushed in she had just heard make the threats.