“This isn’t my dress,” she answered. xxx18 He had just kicked his sandals to one side when he heard an odd noise coming from his bathroom. This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. But that was not needed… = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
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Quarrie Balfour slowly climbed the steps of his mansion that led to the second floor. There was a time when Quarrie would dress as a Roman emperor and walk through the party surrounded by naked slaves. She was natural beneath her arms and between her legs and there
