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Part Two: A Doll, a Harem, a Eunuch and a Slap

the story continues…. Kiki, my younger sister, and I had politely greeted the eunuch whose hand was soft and moist. Still looking slightly piqued he ushered my mother and us two girls to a corner of the room where we … Continue reading

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