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- Cartea nu este a mea ! -
- Am primit permisiunea de a o traduce ! -
" Te-am urmarit pentru o vreme acum , dragostea mea . " Sopti misterios la urechea mea .
" De ce imi faci asta ? " Chitai , primind un chicotit din partea lui .
" Pentru ca " El a zis , mutandu-si mainile de pe perete deasupra capului meu si in josul corpului meu , odihnandu-se foarte incet pe talia mea . " Pot "
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