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She had Cathy’s predisposition to overweight and her hips were solid and thick under her jeans. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw under the table?" "Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. She pushed between the pews, hoping to reach the sword first, while desperately holding on to her petticoats to keep them up, as her sword arm wavered.
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