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Sheathing Paige

This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and events are fictitious in every regard. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or named features are the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used. All fictional characters are of 19 years of age or older and consenting adults.

ADULT CONTENT

FOR ADULTS 18 YEARS AND OLDER


Smashwords Edition © 2012 Lord Koga in association with Veenstra Publications All Printed and Electronic Rights Reserved.


Hello, are you in there Jeremy?” Paige asked as she held a basket of his fresh, clean clothes in her hands. “Jeremy?” she said again, waiting for his reply only to hear nothing but silence on the other side. “Guess he’s still downstairs,” she thought, kicking the door open with her foot, only to find a shirtless Jeremy standing in front of her, changing his cloths. “Jer… Jeremy,” Paige yelped, her eyes growing wider, unable to look away as he gazed at his bulging muscled body and lightly tanned flesh, the belt to his pants undone just enough to expose a few dark brown stands of his public hairs.

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