#98517 - He fitted the sculptured rubber face mask over his eyes, a modification of his own, snapping the rubber head band behind and waited for her to switch on the lighting. She returned to the living room undoing the buttons of her blouse one handed, leaving it open to flap, still tucked into the waist band of her skirt. He could almost smell her perfume.
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