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Play. Venus beckoned with her unrestrained breasts. Holding my hand as I watched the robbers seize my beloved Cossack. I headed towards him but, she held on. Tripping, I fell to the ground. I looked back at her dark eyes. Play. I headed towards him holding my wounded hand, leaving her standing. You were my cure. They stood in between us. Straighten it. I tried and recoiled in pain. I can't. Stripped, I bared my soul and all they could see was my skin. Hot oil and potions. Magic and prayers. Words and whips. Straighten it. I tried and forced it straight. Deviant laughter faded as they watched it curl in their face. Straighten it. I won't.