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Even when she came upstairs, he was not there in his room.
Diana looked around the bedroom while wiping her damp hair with a towel.
’’Ahh, ahh, Master, ahhhh...’’
Diana flinched, ’’What the...’’ she walked to the other side of the bed and noticed a parrot who had pinned itself to the bedside table.
Was she hearing things or did the parrot just talk in a very lewd voice?
Blinking to herself, she walked out of the glass house and glanced at the normal ...
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