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You're thrown to the ground, pinned, unable to move, you look up at your attacker, tears in her eyes. Despair, longing, hunger, regret, anger, lament, hostility, hope, guilt, all flash across her face. Her heat sags heavy as she rips off your clothes, confessing herself, long had she wanted to hold you, but not like this, still, there is no other way. She tenses as your hand caresses her face and embrace her, trembling in anticipation, and whisper in her ear: "If it's you, I don't mind...

Who is she?