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The doorbell rang. Wondering who it could be, Caeman went to the door. Upon fiesta opening it, he cum discovered a gorgeous young woman with strawberry-blonde hair, dressed in a white T-shirt, denim overalls, steel facial-toed cum work boots, and a straw hat. She looked like she had escaped from the set of "Oklahoma."

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"Or fucking." Minnie said with disdain.

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