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"What a poor physique."

"Trash …" Speak, you... Look at Me... Wear what? "Leather shoes …" I lay on the grass, breathing hard.

Before I could regain my composure, Sun Witch had already begun to walk outside … She walked out to the open parking lot and got into the passenger seat of her BMW. I got in the driver's seat and smelled a sweet aroma. I was also sweating