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"I love you." Barbara's words stick flawlessly together with detachment and Renee doesn't believe her.
She loves the drugs and alcohol and she's just there to make them feel better, but she's not complaining. Instead she lets her writhe above her, grinding across her body with a quickening pace. She listens to her blissful pants and feels everything in that moment.
"I love this," Renee stutters on her voice like a tightrope and feels Barbara's smile slowly creeping down her stomach.
Lying came so easily to them.