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And while seeing Trent in his tighty-whities would make my decade, I’d found out long ago that I couldn’t stay mad at a man wearing nothing but underwear. They looked so charmingly vulnerable.

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Kim Harrison
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: January 1
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