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How it happened, Kirsten didn’t know, but soon there were others like her, naked and boogying, clothes flung aside, more pills appearing and shared and still no break in the dancing.

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Barry, too, had pulled down his pants, his thin prick not as proud as Paul’s even now, shriveled into nothing, but shaking madly from side to side.

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Kirsten occasionally caught snatches of tunes as they thundered by.

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