Joe is looking at you hungrily, licking his lips as you’re trapped on the table with him at lunch time. “Sorry bro.” Joe shrugged, not looking sorry at all. “This is a dream come true for me, but for you it’s about to be hell. Ah well, Bon apetit!” And without giving you a chance to protest Joe snatched you off the table and shoved you into his mouth.
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