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of them.
Minase Yashiro stood, looking him over as he stood there, naked. With a
mischevious grin, Minase Yashiro placed both hands on his hips and with a sudden
shove he found himself thrown onto the bed.
"Wow," he said.
Minase Yashiro smiled and jumped on the bed, straddling his body. "Lie down,"
she instructed in a voice that would brook no argument. He watched as
she reached up and undid the ties holding up the netting; it fell down
around them, and Nickolai found the effect fascinating. It was as if
the out
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