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Sweatpants, dick print, and shirtless. Tattoos over skin so dark she almost couldn’t see them; frown lines in his forehead, as he wondered about her haste. She crossed the room with urgency, tossing her arms around his neck, causing him to stumble backward.  He let the bed catch his fall.
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