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When I first saw you, your periwinkle sweater was ripped, revealing small holes. You got embarrassed how I saw flashes of your white bra. A smile tugging at my lips, seeing you blush I assured you to come back to my house, with no sexual intentions but furrowing your eyebrows you asked
"why?"
"i have a sewing kit."

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