Gloria pulled the edge of the shirt up over her nose. Unable to stop herself, she inhaled deeply, absorbing the faint odors clinging to the cotton - the aftershave, soap, and sweat that made up the unique fragrance of Ryan O'Reily
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Ah, Gloria, nice to see you're as messed up and dysfunctional as the rest of them. *g* This is wonderful, Lisa, really demonstrating that visceral pull she feels, even as she knows better intellectually. Super nice job.
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