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... tting cut in half by some spell hadn't been the greatest experience, but it hadn't hurt nearly as much as he'd feared. Once he’d managed to collect himself, he looked at the clock on his wall, then rushed down to meet his newest beauty at full speed.
This one was Moroccan. Dark haired and eyed with a body even Tommaso hardly deserved. And she spoke Italian! This she did with a French accent and a girlish voice that might have got him going even if she wasn’t so beautiful.
They'd ...
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