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... thing on the bed, I'm gonna conquer you."
Trexa gran, who was sitting on the pillow, glanced at him weirdly. "Squeak?" she pointed to herself.
"Not you Trexa gran. It's THAT." he pointed to the small pile of clothed neatly folded on it. With trembling hands he picked the white frilly top. It had neat frills ironed near the collar and even the sleeves were flared out in the end, giving an elegant look.
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"It's going to be okay. I'm a model I can rock anything, rig ...
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