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His fingers never ceased to amaze me. They could break a man's neck, bandage a wound, and slide sensually across bare skin.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
Men
Necks
Bandages
Wounds
Amaze
Skin
Slide
Skins
Ceased
Fingers
Slides
Across
Bare
Break
Wound
Sensually
Never
Neck
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