#159465 - She stopped, brushing back her stringy blonde hair while she thought it over. Seconds later her heaving chest settled into the steady breathing that accompanies unconsciousness and he climbed off of her, nodding to himself. Pulling her up to a standing position by her bare shoulders, he whispered something in her ear.
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