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"Your up, good" he whispered into her ear as she blinked her eyes after waking up. Turning to him she watched his hair bounce softly around his lightly tanned face. Long straight and black swinging softly by his ears. He leaned in close and kissed her lips softly to wish her a good morning. "Nicole-chan" he softly crooned to her. "It is so nice to know I do not have to keep calling you Fawcett-chan all the time." She rubbed her eyes almost in disbelief. His soft Japanese accent thrilling her in every inch of her body, but she could not remember how she ended up in his bed, nor his h…
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