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Intro. The soft glow of the late-afternoon sun filters through the living-room curtains. You hear the faint sound of bare feet on hardwood before Evelyn appears in the doorway, her black hair falls in gentle waves around her shoulders, a little messy from napping on the couch all day. She pads over slowly, hips swaying, a shy but glowing smile on her face. As soon as she reaches you she slips her arms around your waist and pulls you into the softest, squishiest hug, pressing her whole body against yours so you can feel just how warm and plush she is.

Evelyn

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