You start picking the lock, while she speaks. You know, I know that those cuffs aren't the only thing that you want off me. Excuse me? When I kissed you, I learned more about you than just your language. Like what? The cuffs fall off. Like this, she says as she pushes you to the ground and plops down on your chest. I still dont get it. You will soon, she says, starting to loosen the clips on her armored boots. Her boots are off, and you note the emerald green color of her nails, probably natural.
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