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Despite everything, Sarah Porter longs for the woman she knows had faked her own death. So, despite the risks, she finds herself imagining them being together. She’s not usually the type to masturbate, but the masturbation is all she needs lately, even as she daydreams about the feeling of skin on skin, the soft huskiness of Jenny’s voice in her ear, the way Jenny would touch her. She will, she thinks, have to risk it one day and seek the woman out. The risk, she thinks, will be worth it. She hopes, deep down, to one day have the chance to find out.