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I put on makeup quickly and even managed to style my naughty dry hair in record time, but with the outfit I was frankly stupid and with a detached look sorted out the trempels again and again.

Silly, perhaps, but I missed my old wardrobe: exquisite blouses of noble colors, strict classic skirts of perfect length just below the knee, a collection of shoes with elegant thin straps that Angelov gave me in abundance along with sets of sexy underwear for our pleasures .

Evelina, in general, didn’t pick everything up badly and I was more or less used to the frankness of the dresses, but after my mistake at the estate, I wanted to, sorry for the teenage slang, cover myself and in no case follow Alyosha’s advice about shaking some parts of the body .

No, the female body, and the male body too, has been a bargaining chip for centuries, and if necessary, I could not only shake my boobs, but it was hardly the case with the head of security. In our first meeting, he was reserved and cold, and, de
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