I slap your hands away as I pull you roughly over to the desk. I grab a whickey bottle off the floor and break the bottom off on the edge of the desk. I wave the jagged edge of the broken bottle close to your face as I snarl "Bitch, you had better doi exactly as I say or I will carve your face up with this bottle."
I place the rough edge of the bottle against your cheek as I demand "Bitch, spread that jacket out and get on your knees."
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