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Blue HandChapter 10
A hand kept shaking his shoulder urging him to wake up. The glue around Porter’s eyes finally relented and his eyes looked directly into the gathered fabric of a maid’s bosom. The view was a new experience for him. “Erp?” squeezed out of his constricted throat as he tried to make sense of the scene before his eyes. “Sir, you need to awaken and get dressed,” the somewhat familiar voice insisted. “Your guests will be here soon and you’re practically naked.” Porter heard the word “naked” and...