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      <description>&lt;p&gt;She saw the huge box in the center of the living room as soon as she arrived home from her the last day of her part-time job. It was the only reason she had been working in the first place and now it was here. It was a dream come true. Her master had insisted that if she wanted this bad enough he would enforce her confinement but she would pay for it completely. Now it was here.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;The lights in the apartment were off. Only a faint blue haze from the glow of the computer screen dimly illuminated the room. It shone on the face of the young lady in front of it, making it appear pale, ghostly. Jennifer was hunkered over the screen reading the description of the item she had found on eBay. Her heart thudded at a trip hammer pace, her breath caught in her chest. It read&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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