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... ross the sofa.
"I don't understand what you're talking about." It was dark, and "solitary men and widows" coexisted-the room was still nervous, and I put my hands on my knees tightly, and my knees were tight.
Wow, she looked at me. I tried to pretend as if nothing had happened, but I was really panicked.
"You, don't take a shower? '
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I couldn't hold myself, and shivered! "Want me to take a bath? What do you want to do ..."
"Don't you wash befo ...
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