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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; A little story about an experience I had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Act 1: Plans we make.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She looked herself up and down in the mirror, admiring her handwork, and could not resist a smile spread her lips as she saw herself an image of perfection. Tight black dress, barely covering her breasts and legs, held in place by a leather corset. An hourglass shape from the wildest dreams formed by the tight, breath-stopping, lacing. Her long legs covered in dark satin, held just an inch below her skirt with garters and ending in shiny, black stilettos, boosting her height beyond two meters.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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