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... hand spreading night cream, fingertips gliding from calf to knee, the palm massaging the stiff limb, then smeared some more cream on her thigh.
Philomena smiled unchanged, looking like she’d seen it all, but her hands pressing down the hem of her dress and her rigid body still gave her away.
Turns out she’s just a "tough-talking champ"!
Wayne was disdainful inside; with this little skill, she dared to flaunt herself—an obvious path to self-destruction.
Being kind- ...
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