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Sighing, she shut the book with a snap. “All right. You need to vent, so I’ll listen to you vent. But do it quickly, because Rydstorm was about to plunder Sabine with his thick, hard—

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Gena Showalter
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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Oklahoma
United States
Shut
Quickly
Sabine
Listen
Sighing
Book
Vent
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Plunder
Hard
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Thick

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