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Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. The door is open, so it is needless to ask leave to enter. But they were too late. She moaned as his lips caressed her neck, almost to where the dress met her shoulder. F. Melusine, used to the stark surroundings of the convent at Blaye, had no complaint to make. It would be too mortifying.
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