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Fear, sadness, panic, confusion; eroticism is a ghost bound to your home, made rapeable against her will. Unable to escape, waiting in fear every day for you to finish work, hiding, hyperventilating, tears down her transparent face, huge breasts heaving against non-breathing lungs as heavy footsteps draw closer, closer, angry lustful breathing promising to drag her back into the real world for moments of painful corporeality during intense orgasm (consensually)
