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... t remember. I could not picture it in my mind.
Dem groped my breasts from behind. I sighed.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
I was sweaty. The sweat was drying, but I still felt rather hot. I increased the temperature of the room, but it was not cold yet.
"I can’t remember," I said.
"Remember what?"
"Draven’s face. I never forgot, not even for a moment. But then, for the last few years, his face kind of went a little blurry. Now, I can’t picture him ...
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