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“hunt4k?” she asked, not looking up.

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“Don’t be crude,” she said, taking a bite. The eclair crunched. She smiled, eyes fluttering. “It’s a metaphor . The condom is for control. The cream is for intensity. The eclair is for sweetness that doesn’t last. Now deliver the real message.” “hunt4k

Tonight’s order was a bizarre triplet that made his neural implants itch. “hunt4k?” she asked