Sarah's palms grew slippery as Jack started walking towards her. Her pulse started pounding like a herd of wild water buffalo and her underarms were dripping like leaky faucets. He leaned close and wetly whispered in her ear with flecks of spittle hitting her in the neck. His hot, cheese scented breath said those three life changing, earth shattering words that a girl just begs to hear: "Check your fly".
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