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She moaned as his lips caressed her neck, almost to where the dress met her shoulder. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. "The part was crooked," she explained. “I don’t think I CAN do that,” she said. ’ Ignoring this, the major slipped his hands about her waist and lifted her to her feet.
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