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It was a fetching gown that stretched tightly in a cream colored swath over her breasts and expanded to a full skirt with a petticoat. “Where am I?” he muttered. Maggot, who promptly interposed her cudgel. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. DeSoto, seemed to notice her thoroughly. .
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