I'm Agatha Schiffer, and Fabi thought she could make herself at home: smoking and sipping in my bed. Bad idea, or maybe exactly the idea she had all along. I have been waiting for this. In my tight purple lycra pants I pull her into scissor hold after scissor hold, squeezing, rolling, locking her down on the white sheets, her red top twisted under my thighs. She wrestles back, but every squeeze makes her want to stay a bit longer. A real catfight, hard and intense, and a bed nobody wants to leave. Mess with my bed.

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