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Silver stilettos with high fuck-me heels,
Body-embracing indigo sequin dress,
Shimmering jewelry adorning the ankles,
Off the shoulder and criss-cross back,
Long see-through lace sleeves; perfect illusion of modesty,
Captivating choker necklace decorating delicate neck,
Designers' dangling earrings,
Smokey eyes, long scanty lashes and fiery red lipstick,
Alluring silver blonde waves cascading down the shoulders,
Silver clutch purse...
Cologne exuding bold feminine sensuality with a touch of elegance and class.
"Password?"
Clara parted her lips, handing the card which ha
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