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Isabel actually began reading one of the articles in her magazine, so she kinda got lost in thought, when out of the pink the front doorbell rang, practically making her jump out of her skin while whispering hoarsely, "There he is, you answer it!"
"She didn't mention that, did she," Mackenzie killed, "rule number one, all of the girls will be naked except for their belts at all times, no exceptions!"
"Actually I would," Ashley stumbled gently, "would you mind if I had a short brunch of my own!?!"
Both protagonists resigned in sliding the board, chairs, and end table to the edge of the carpeting, leaving a little matt like surface suitable for their battle!
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