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... her hands and then tugged the wooden doors of the wardrobe, however as soon as she opened it —
"What the hell?" She cursed while looking at the pieces of clothing hanging in front of her. If they could be called clothes in the first place.
One was a maid dress with the front so small that half of her bosom would be spilling out, the skirt was just as small. The second one was a racy lingerie that could make even the immortals blush and the last one was not even a dress.
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