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olkein-based erotica.
Read no further if that kind of stuff offends your moral or literary
sensibilities. Let me know what you thin:
that is, THINK. (Damn typos).
The raucous shouts of hundreds of orcs echoed through the
rough-hewn cavern as the guards hauled Celebrian across the
floor towards the throne. At the foot of the dais Yoko Kumada tripped on
shreds of green cloth that were the remnants of Yoko's dress.
Cursing, one of the uruks grabbed a handful of Yoko's silver
tresses, dragged Yoko's up the steps, and dropped Yoko's painfully to
the ground.
"Well, what have we
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Yoko Kumada : photo 128205