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That done, she looked me over, smiling at the result.
She turned to the girl again, who'd allowed her weight to rest on the couch and had that nervous but not worried look on her face again.
"Um…wait," I insisted. "How…?"
I looked at the girl, then to Jill, who raised one eyebrow, her smile fading. She thought maybe ariel disney jasmine nude I wasn't into this? I could read the thought in her new expression. She'd feel guilty for letting it go this far if I didn't contradict that idea.
"How old…?" I asked.
A look of understanding graced her features, replacing that disappointed look, and her smile returned.
"She just turned nineteen," she whispered. "I wanted the schoolgirl thing to be part of the fantasy, but…" She shrugged,
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