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“We need to get those pants off you,” Simon said, peering as best he could through the tear in the fabric. “Um, I'm … not exactly wearing anything underneath,” Freya admitted. “How come?” Mal demanded to know. “You got enough of those nether-thingies to last you a lifetime.”
-- Communication - Part XV by Jane0904
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