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Hard. Fast. Deep. When I'm done you'll know you're mine.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Deep
Done
Hard
Fast
Mines
Mine

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