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... s, her ash-brown braids draped over her shoulders like soft ropes framing her delicate frame.
Her gray eyes, wide behind her glasses, held Lor’s gaze with a heady mix of nervous anticipation and quiet trust.
The folded blouse beside her was a quiet symbol to her surrender, the plain bra barely containing the soft swell of her breasts, its simplicity making her modesty all the more alluring.
Her freckles danced across her cheeks, flushed with a warmth that betrayed her shy ...
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