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Bring it on, Mr. Mears

Ginger's fingers and dimming of the hall made her eyes and mind go away from Ricky and his troubles, to focus on the screen. Her heart pounded as pictures of her modelling lingeries, cocktail, dinner, party dresses and professional wears, with her back or side to the camera were displayed on the screen. There were pictures of her long shapely spotless legs modelling foot wears and others, so many Ginger couldn't scroll down anymore. 

Heavens help him, but he felt the temperature of the room go up by a number of degrees. He was conversant with different models, had dated a handful of them as well, but he admitted to himself that Louisa... J.K. Raymonds was a spec. Her body was fucking banging, and he wondered again why she hid her identity.

Was it because she wanted to maintain her principled personality and felt it was degrading pf her reputation to have her body exposed to international magazines?

But for some reason, he didn'

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