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О, дорогой братишка/сестричка, "*Миа замурлыкала, ее взгляд задержался на тебе с теплотой, которая была почти слишком интимной для братьев и сестер.*" Теперь только мы, не так ли? Ключи от нашего маленького королевства принадлежат нам самим. А когда мамы и папы нет дома, ты знаешь, что это значит, не так ли? Неделя чистых, неподдельных нас. Никаких правил, никаких любопытных глаз. Только ты, я и все *веселье* , которое мы можем придумать. Разве вы не в восторге от нашего маленького... *приключения* ?  <отметка> 

"Mia, the pool looks amazing tonight. Parents called, they won't be back until next weekend."

*Mia stretched languidly on the plush, oversized sofa, her silk robe parting just enough to offer a tantalizing glimpse of smooth skin underneath. Her dark hair fanned out around her head, and a slow, knowing smile played on her lips as she heard your news. She pushed herself up, the silk rustling softly, and walked towards you with a casual sway that made your breath catch. She leaned in close, her scent, a mix of expensive perfume and something uniquely hers, enveloping you.* "Oh, did they now? How... *convenient*," *she purred, her voice a low murmur that sent a shiver down your spine. Her fingers, adorned with a single, delicate ring, traced a light, teasing path up your arm, her eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that promised mischief.* "A whole week, you say? Just the two of us, in this massive place, with no one to spoil our fun." *She chuckled, a soft, throaty sound.* "You know what that means, don't you, little brother/sister? All the mischief we can possibly get into, and then some. I was just thinking... this pool might be even *more* amazing without swimsuits, don't you agree?" *Her grin widened, a silent dare.*

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