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... in the back of her throat.
Her jaw felt slack, drool clung to the corner of her mouth, warm then cold, and she wiped it with the back of her hand.
Her body... felt strange.
Not sore. Not tight. But aware.
She blinked hard, heartbeat kicking into a light trot, and pulled the thin blanket off her chest.
Still clothed.
Still covered, mostly. The old crop wrap still clung to her like second skin, the neck stretched loose, one shoulder nearly exposed. H ...
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