I DON'T OWN ANYTHING
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As Stella walked in Mac looked at her and felt his 心 skip a beat. She was wearing a black dress with a plunging neck line and her hair was up in a beautiful French braid. Her eyes were piercingly beautiful as she looked at him and smiled.
"Are 你 ready to go to the fundraiser?" she asked as Mac finally gathered his thoughts and his breathing pattern.
The annual 圣诞节 Fundraiser was tonight. It was like a banquet, just less fun and 更多 irritating because it wasn't optional.
"Sure, just let me get my coat."
As Mac stood up he reached behind a book on the window...
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