Lacy

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“Okay, untie me.” He pulls the strings on the back of the gown and pushes it down my shoulders. “Is it weird that this is turning me on?” Brendon asks, and I smirk as I look up at him. “Which part? Me being injured or undressing me?” “The undressing of a hospital gown so . . . both?” He thinks about it as he hands me a shirt. “I guess I have a doctor-patient fantasy?”
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