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I levitated her down through the skylight of my roof, lowering her lightly onto my dark chocolate colored couch. It was very dim here, in my lair. A one room, open plan warehouse loft, bathroom downstairs, not that I needed it but I had human friends... sometimes. I conjured a tiny, bright ball of green witch-fire as I landed lightly, feet first on the light tan wooden floor beside the couch. Her porcelain features looked odd as the green light fell on them.

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I'm going to play dress-the-dolly tonight, because that's what I like to do. This particular dolly is – let's see – diminutive, with pale, oriental skin. Absolutely flawless and smooth. Her hair is straight, reaches down below her shoulder-blades, and is as black as midnight, as black as my unlit bedroom, although I can see every detail of her as if it was broad daylight.

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