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She looked so cute. “ Will you do my hair, please? ” She asked. I jounced also went over to her bed. She followed and climbed on. She sat crossed lawful in front of me, beaming. “ How do you want it? ” I inquired, looking at her. “ Like yours, ” She answered, pointing at my hair laying on my shoulder in a loose plat. I jounced, gathering all of her hair and snappily pleated it. “ There, you look like a queen now, ” I chirruped. She brushed her hand over her plat and smiled sweetly at me. “ I look like you, ” she rumored. I jounced and sat next to her on her bed. “ What’s up? ” I questioned, lifting her chin. “ I wish you were my corpus, ” she murmured. My
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