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"No, my dear. But I promise you I shall take care of it this morning, in my room." To call her "my dear" made me feel as a man as no words ever had before. I kissed her, promising myself that I would go immediately afterward, but I found myself lingering to her touch on my neck. I sighed, "I do have to go."
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