Thoreau liked being bitten. He made a soft sound, then looked around the common room. "We should see if we can find a place," he told her. "Or at least find Charlie to... book a time when we get to fuck again."
"Nobody does. That's the point. You're here until you're better or until you find your own way out. Whichever comes first." Rider smirked at his brother. "I'm going to assume you're one of the ones who gets out in a body bag."
***
"Yes," Walden said. He smiled at Pansy. "I like helping people improve their lives. Helping them live up to their own potential. It's really rewarding."
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