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I picked up two girls
(I don't recall their names)
and brought them back to my apartment.
They didn't want me,
they wanted each other.
To feel their syrupy warmth
between their legs.
I told them they could use my place,
but only if I could watch.
They agreed,
and giggled as they fumbled with each other
on my sheets.
They tugged on each other's nipples
with curious lips.
All the while laughing at me
as I sat across the room.
When they finally fell asleep
I walked over and masturbated in their hair.
I never saw them again.
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