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It seemed a bit silly, but she allowed him yet another bit of whim. He tugged at the strap letting it hang across her bare arm. Was that misplaced strap supposed to offset the image of the heavily constructed and fully engineered contraption posing as a piece of lingerie? She regretted having agreed to pose, what difference was the strap going to make at this point?
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