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This is ‘Lil Fucker 2. It is made to hurt you. It wants to dig into your muscles and burrow through your nerves.

‘Lil Fucker 2 was born long before me and forgotten.  I took it, cleaned it, re-purposed it into a beautiful device of torture and screams.

(It even laughs like a Hyena while it works.)

LF2 wants to play. Who’s first in line?

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Not often enough.

The rush outside on a cold night, huddled to the car and in. Spin the key and coax a sleeping engine awake while shifting those knowing looks.

The defroster roars.

We drive (in mile round circles) just long enough to get the car warm enough to fuck.

Back into some Executive parking spot under the dark stare of blank windows and begin the cramped foreplay that only happens in cars.

This used to be so much easier in teenage years when pure lust and flexibility numbed self-preservation and muscle cramps. No matter. We laugh our way through the clothes and flip naked into the back, pushing hard against each other – biting and scratching in ways we never would have as naive teens.

Mid-spank (I think the count was 12?) a car flashes into the parking lot. The lights glare us into a huddled crouch before it dawns on us that the windows are almost as dark as the night.

And they’re fogged.

I swing down into 13. The upholstery muffles your scream.

3/4′s to climax I find that broken arm-rest. The metal band bites into my back and tears into my left ass-cheek. I shout, you laugh, we fuck harder.

Look hard enough, the scars are still there.

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