17
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Ivan stood at a measurable distance from me as he tried to get a good angle of the pictures he was taking of me.
He had put the awfully disgusting dress on my head to make my hair dirty even after I screamed and begged him not to. So much for pointing out the hair thing to him.
"Good girl,...
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