#56111 - She was wearing a silk robe that clung to her body in all the right ways; the curves of her frame looked as if they had been sculpted with painstaking care by an artist who was obsessed with creating the perfect woman. I could see the pain he felt about what had happened to his brother, my instincts told me that he was on the level. I climbed out of the passenger’s door, it was harder than I thought, given that I may have pilfered one or two more drinks from the mini bar, and stood on the paved driveway, looking up at the house in awe.
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