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 let me down please let me down off this ****ing table please just let me
go. you can't possibly be short of any number of women exactly like me -
probably you've got 3 or 4 of them staring at you right now waiting for
instructions ...  so what do you want with me anyway and what are you going
to do with me after you get bored with me?  i know i'm not allowed to
answer questions until i'm caught up but that cold probe is starting to
hurt like hell and i'm scared and i need you to get me down from here
please please let me down how can i write this for you?  it's got little
girls in it.  pierced little girls.  it's probably even illegal to send you
this.  isn't it?  just let me go and i won't tell anyone okay?  i promise
just let me down off this table and i'll never bother you again