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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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I blush but stick my tongue out at Caden - he knows full well what his whispering does to me. Suddenly feeling warm, I pick up the other end of the ropes and bands. [color=#9B111E]“Seems simple enough.”[/color] I say, looking up to stare intensely at Caden.

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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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[color=FFF79A]“Well, for one thing, It’s hard to miss a nose or groin.”[/color] I say after shooting Nic a glare. [color=FFF79A]“And my fist doesn’t easily glance off it those either.”[/color] Biting my lip, I wrinkle my nose and stare at the bag. [color=FFF79A]“What was the name of that limp dicked one?”[/color] I ask, trying to envision his face as the punching bag.

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