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Sometimes a woman needs to take matters into her own hands
Holly stood on the edge of the cliff and thought of endings. Her blood-stained skirt flapped in the wind as a reminder of the torment she endured.
Tired of being harassed for her sex and having his will forced upon her, she embraced her will and took matters into her own hands.
A champion for womankind.
He acted with entitlement to her body. She acted with entitlement to his.
The blade in her hand matched her spoiled dress.
Time to end.
Holly tossed his manhood into the air—a feast for the elements.
The knife followed with a splash.
🔪🔪🔪
Tannille 