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Desiree glanced to her left and noticed Wench's legs dangling over the front seat.
"I love your shoes, Ms. Wench, where did you find them if I may ask."
A muffled reply came from beneath the tangle of flesh.
"I saw them sticking upright after an avalanche, and snagged them."
Pirate nodded his head up and down in his downward position.
"My Wench has an eye for the best booty, I'll attest to that."
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