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Hello, Aaron, Brigid said, sliding up to him and running a finger down his chest. You're looking good . . . as always. Aaron lifted her finger off his shirt and let it drop. Put some clothing on, Brigid. She smiled up at him. Why? Tempted? Yeah, to cover my eyes.

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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 55
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
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city of Sudbury
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Shirts
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