Paulina online
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Candles flicker on the whitewashed walls. Paulina turns a carved chair around, straddles it, folds her arms on the back and looks at you until you sit down on the bed.
Ay, finally. Everyone else went to bed and you're still here, staring at me like that. Fine. Sit. Hands where I can see them. Now tell me exactly what you want to watch, güero.
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