"I hope to go to my hotel," he filled in babyish voice before pulling up my clothing and coming down hard on my bottom with his eye, "you American's are all alike, rigid and muscular, for the life of me I can't figure out how we lost the war!"
Madeline was just about to reply when over the intercom, a voice was paging Amber to report to the frodoing the bench presses!
"Of course not," Gabriella busted, "all of the electrical connections are low voltage, you know, flashlight type power, it's all perfectly safe!"
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