Apophenia

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The gangbang wedding everyone wanted – except me. I’m the party favor at a wedding I don’t even want to attend. Drunk and barely conscious, I wake up in the dark with my legs spread. Who knows how many men have already had their way with me?

Sleep tight, don’t let the ghosts bite. My sleeping pills have a side effect of a horny nightly visitor. At first, I’m not complaining. He leaves me more relaxed than ever. But what if he’s not a drug-induced dream? What if he’s real, and I can’t move while he uses my limp body however he pleases?

When I return home from college, my lonely dad pins me to the bed and shows me what experiences I’m missing out on by studying too much.

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