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"You should be fine standing in this water. Go get the cloth and soap, and

I will soap you down," I explained, but Eliza didn't move.

In my rush to get cooled down, I had left the soap and cloth on the shore, but now Eliza didn't seem to want to let go. I didn't want to move around too much with how we were sitting, not wanting to get myself anymore worked up than I already was.

"I don't need soap; you can just rub me clean, right?" Eliza asked, and I rolled my eye ...

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