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He guided her hand to his crotch, which had already grown in size. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. “Look after her! Why not? But you have done it all your life. “It is very doubtful,” he said. ’ He received a glare from his captive. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor.
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