Does it though? If the sex is for the purposes of genetic testing somehow and your body is sitting in a chair reading then does it really fulfill the purpose?
My head does feel a little less spinny the last few days, it's true. I was like...70% sure I was in another Scarlatti's Web for a few days. Or just like hallucinating.
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No one we've ever met is horny enough to make a timeline like this
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Also though she spent her formative years in bizarrely horny Fillory, so
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[Listen. None of you will ever know Quentin's Ao3 account. But it's there.]
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