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... stuffy, and strange smell still lingering in the air of her room.
The moment her feet touched the floor, her weak legs gave out, and she nearly fell, only steadying herself by leaning heavily against the side of the bed.
Her usually perfect golden drill hair was undone, spilling messily down her back, with a portion of it swept across part of her face like a veil. Beads of sweat dripped from her neck, tracing a path between her breasts and over her flat stomach, both clearly visi ...
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