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“Without that hook,” he said, “I’ll need somewhere to put my tail.” Before I could respond, the strong, prehensile length of purple flesh looped itself around my waist, tightening pleasantly. His tail gave a small tug, and I leaned forward against his back, wrapping my arms around his waist.
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