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... m silk, tailored to perfection, now clinging to her damp skin like it was made for her instead. Her hair was soaked, dripping down her neck, ruining the fabric, and she was eating like a starved beast. The maids had barely turned their backs before she’d devoured half the tray meant to feed a small battalion.
I watched, equal parts horrified and intrigued, as she inhaled a pie whole, crumbs at her lips, not a shred of shame in sight. No decorum. No restraint.
Graceful as a mounta ...
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