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But lemme tell ya, first time I floored her—damn, heart jumped like a rabbit on a trampoline. “This is my chance,” I thought, channelin’ Malik—y’know, that scene where he’s all “I’m takin’ control”? Felt alive, folks! ‘Cept she’s a sneaky one—shifts so rough, nearly cracked my spine. Here’s the deal—she’s a tease, all power, no mercy, like she’s laughin’ at ya, “You ain’t man enough!” Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call her “queen of the road,” more like queen of my nightmares.

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We end up at a pub on Rathgar Road. It’s cozy, and I’m finally catching my breath. I order a pint, and S is chatting with the locals. They’re all super friendly, but I’m still on high alert. You never know who’s lurking around.

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