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... heart with my own hands. A ridiculous thought, but intense mental imagery like this actually helped with control.
Maintaining my composure, I observed Gilda. Time was on my side.
Gilda’s mask didn’t last long. She couldn’t control her physiological responses better than I could. Besides, she wasn’t even fully cybernetic—most of her body was still natural flesh.
Sssssss.
Her scent and the fragrance of the incense grew stronger. Beads of sweat formed on her skin li ...
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