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Raphael It’s like a compulsive need, no matter how much I try I couldn’t help but look at her. And it was easier to do with the cameras I have on her. One new thing I learned about her was the fact that my duchess was messy. The first time I had seen it was when I had entered her room back in New Orleans, I had seen that she wasn’t much inclined to keep her surroundings clean and now too I had seen her leaving her bedroom in a mess. She throws clothes anywhere in the room without regard, her sheets would be kicked off the bed, her shoes discarded somewhere and that too in different directions. It always makes me itch to go there and clean the mess myself like I had done in New Orleans, but thankfully it never came to it here as Meril keeps her room in perfect order despite how much my duc
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