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... ooking for underwear for me, the big sis brought me to a women’s corner. Dirk couldn’t forsake me and followed nervously after me.
Curtis… ran away. That bastard.
“Now, what kind of underwear is to your liking?”
“Whoah… how risqué.”
There were cutes ones too, but there were offensively laced ones as well.
“Dirk, which ones do you like?”
“You are pushing that onto me!?”
“I was thinking of grasping the preferences of my future husband.”
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