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... ase. She wore a pastel maid outfit gone completely rogue—white satin bralette with ruffled edges, tied with baby-blue ribbons that strained against her chest. The matching skirt was a joke, barely reaching mid-thigh, with layers of lace petticoats underneath that puffed out like a tutu. Thigh-high stockings with little blue bows clipped to garters hugged her legs. Her hair was in twin buns, topped with a tiny maid cap that sat crooked on purpose. A choker with a silver bell jingled softly when s ...
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