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Kent arrived from the bathroom just in time to gulp on Mea’s view.
It was a white deep-plunge one piece and, except her belly button and below, her torso including her cleavage was enticingly exposed. When she finally stepped out of the building, her body sunkissed, she remembered Renee’s lectures about starting to be less boyish tonight. She continued her poised walk towards the poolside, where everyone was looking at her, the girls proud, the boys enthralled.
“Hi,” she greeted, in a tone that matches the coming seductive night.
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