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‘Was you following, too, miss?’ ‘Certainly I was following. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. She saw his lips yell, “Stop. ” She replied vaguely. “Have you not missed me?” He inquired.
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