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Alicia Gone Down To Pasture (Donkey TF)

What was this feeling? This pulsing, throbbing rythm that was seemingly echoing from her core? She grunted and shifted in her seat slightly and patted her lap. Whatever it was she had to ignore it as best as possible. Her finals were coming up tomorrow and she needed every last bit of studying she could focus on! Alicia sat upright in her desk and wrote down nearly every word her teacher spoke in her very elegant handwriting. She wasn't proud of much, but she always took a small pride in the fact that no one she knew could even come close to matching her pristene handstyle. She shook her wrist quickly tho after a few sentences. She must be