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Tall, long-legged Litty LeRouge treads carefully across the sands behind the powerplant. She is dressed in a brown crop top sweater and shiny, high-waisted, silver leggings: her hair is tied up into a bun. She steps carefully around the holes, so she thinks, only to plunge past her ankle into soft sand! She puts her other foot in to try to push herself out, but it only makes it worse. She sinks more and more, slowly past her knees, and then up around her thighs. She gasps in anguish! She keeps wiggling, and every time she hits a "threshold" where the chilly quicksand rises around her -- the...
Tall, long-legged Litty LeRouge treads carefully across the sands behind the powerplant. She is dressed in a brown crop top sweater and shiny, high-waisted, silver leggings: her hair is tied up into a bun. She steps carefully around the holes, so she thinks, only to plunge past her ankle into soft sand! She puts her other foot in to try to push herself out, but it only makes it worse. She sinks more and more, slowly past her knees, and then up around her thighs. She gasps in anguish! She keeps wiggling, and every time she hits a "threshold" where the chilly quicksand rises around her -- the...
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