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“You noticed my skin, my hair,” waiting for her to answer, his hand slow on her body.
She whispered also. “Yes. I thought maybe you were a foreigner. That you never come from around here.”
“It’s different from that, even. More than just a foreigner. You can’t guess.”
“What? How more different?”
“Guess.”
“You noticed my skin, my hair,” waiting for her to answer, his hand slow on her body.
She whispered also. “Yes. I thought maybe you were a foreigner. That you never come from around here.”
“It’s different from that, even. More than just a foreigner. You can’t guess.”
“What? How more different?”
“Guess.”