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For someone with a willowy graceful frame, Penelope had the strength of a panther. Within seconds Sophia was on her back on the floor with Penelope sitting astride her with her hands on her shoulders pressing her down. Her blonde hair now ruffled fell over the right side of her face.

"Stay still. Hell, you don't have to be so defensive."

Struggling to get the taller woman off her Sophia scoffed