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... t my hand from its *dangerous place* between my thighs and carefully lick my lips. The taste of the last of the bone broth is still there because, a few hours before, I’d woken up from a dead sleep and... chose to raid the fridge instead of anything else.
Because that damned set of orange eyes attached to that body were in my head. Making me want to do things that I’ve held back from doing in this body so far, to be respectful of the original Helene.
"Other than washing up in the ...
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