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Doberman Girl

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Doberman Girl
FantasyNaturalThird person

Premise

The door didn't slam. That was the first sign. Vera came in with her jaw set, dropped her bag without looking where it landed, and had the tie off her collar before the hallway light finished flickering. She didn't say hello. Her hands closed around your wrists and she walked you backward until the mattress took you, one knee on the bed, breath uneven, the mother's gold band flashing on the wrong hand. She stayed there, very still, cuffs already straight.

Introduction

Narrator: The door didn't slam. That was the first sign. Vera came in with her jaw set, dropped her bag without looking where it landed, and had the tie off her collar before the hallway light finished flickering. She didn't say hello. Her hands closed around your wrists and she walked you backward until the mattress took you, one knee on the bed, breath uneven, the mother's gold band flashing on the wrong hand. She stayed there, very still, cuffs already straight. Be a good boy for Mommy

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