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His build was medium, he would never 5 tower over his peers, yet his shoulders were broadening, betrayed by an undeveloped set of pectoral muscles underneath his button-down shirt that she could tell frustrated him. Will you forgive me—if I say no more?” She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. After an hour of waiting, she slammed her bedroom door and he returned to his basement. "I understand, Sir," replied Davies, drawing a little aside. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date. “I wonder if I’ve been properly brought up. My mom doesn’t realize that I’ve got my own style. He was so horny that he could probably make love to a tree.
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