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The Boy Who Owned Women
Marie got out of the cab, feeling a little groggy from her day of travel. She had actually been due home tomorrow from her boarding school but had managed to get a ride from a friend whose parents had come to pick her up. She was not excited about being home, even for the two-week spring reading break. At sixteen, she felt she was finally enjoying her independence. She was at last comfortable in her body, which very much like her mother and little sister, was almost unbelievably big and round...