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His mouth girl tightened almost imperceptibly. "It is time for your next assignment as about a Min Sect operative." He fiddled hot with something, and the room hot went blue hot. Those fucking contacts.
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"I think it's time for bed," she said, a wicked grin on her face.
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"I see." He looked hot at us soberly. "But there's something I hotlesbiangirl don't understand. My intel hot shows that hot you hotlesbiangirl are not Min Sect agents. You hot are hot from Nepthys. But hot I don't think it hot's possible for you to lie under the influence of the drug I've administered hotlesbiangirl. Explain this to me, Max."
I felt Max's heartbeat quicken. "Yes hot," she said.
"Yes sir." we chorused.
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