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‘Aye, sir. I have always managed to survive, haven’t I?” She was eager to stop talking about her parents. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. ‘Cajolery? This is not your style. Taber returning. ” She exhaled through her mouth and could not bring her eyes to meet his. A moistened velvet touch found her tongue.
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