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SOMETHING ABOUT PARIS 4

Author: Luxe writes
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-24 16:53:59

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The lights poured from the tiny slit on the curtain into the room, going straight into my eyes. I shut it to relax my head before opening it again.

As I made to stand up I noticed that my thighs seemed dry and stiff then I remembered the events that happened yesterday and I immediately smiled. I stood up and moved to the bathroom to clean myself up, that was when I heard the voices from down the hall.

Aunt Emma was giggling like a teenager and Jerome’s deep voice was mumbling something I
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