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... d him finish setting up the tent and went inside. When he came out, it was obvious this time that he clearly did not want to look at me. He held a bundle of clothing.
"Change." There was a strange tightness in his voice as he walked past me. "Your clothes are soaked."
It was only then that I looked down at myself and felt the heat flood my face.
My clothes were wet and clung to my body like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination. It was even worse that I had wo ...
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