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She let out a little gasp as I entered her crying out a soft ‘oh’ with every stroke. “I’m John,” I said, as she stuffed the towel into my shirt pocket along with the pen. She was a trim five foot two, with a moderately good figure, but usually hid in loose fitting clothes, with her long auburn hair covering most of her face. Read 25170 times |
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That night, laying in bed, I felt an itch in my ear.
