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... is morning, after stroking myself to an amazing release, I crashed on my bed and quickly fell asleep only waking up about two hours later when my phone began ringing.

The noisy unrefined sound had my eyes snapping open and my hands soon grasping around searching for my mobile on my messy bed.

"Yeah, who's this"

"..."

"Oh Sida, how are you"

"..."

"Sorry about that. I'm not feeling well and won't be able to come to school today."

"...."

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