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I smile. It’s stupid how much better I feel.

Wait. One last thing.

What?

I’m about to send you something exclusive.

Brace yourself.

I laugh, already curious.

A photo loads.

It’s… her elbow?

Behold. My WENIS.

What the actual hell?

Excuse you, that’s top-tier content.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at elbows the same again.

My wenis is stunning, and you will show it some respect.

I’m actually uncomfortable.

Now you have a piece of me.

You’re welcome.

I’m stunned. And grinning like an idiot.

Alright, I’ll match your energy.

Feast your eyes.

Isend a photo of my ankle.

Sir. That is aggressive.

This is who I am.

Raw.

Vulnerable.

Bare-ankled.

It’s just… so much. I feel…

Exposed.

Be honest. You’re swooning.

I’m deeply moved.

Emotionally shaken.