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Emma Defloration
Emma woke up early, or to be more precise, she hadn't slept well. Between what Jenna had told her and the proximity of her defloration, which she had longed for, it was difficult.
She discovered on the table in their suite a long white tunic and ballet flats of the same color, along with a note she read.
Come join your partner in the room of granted wishes. The door is open as you go downstairs. After putting on this tunic, when you've finished eating and feel ready, answer her questions. You won't regret it. Signed Mr. Roarke.
She devoured a hearty meal, which gave her strength but also courage. She covered her nakedness with the simple but elegant white tunic, highlighting her curves. She put on the ballet flats. She was stressed and anxious; she had waited and fantasized about this moment so much.

She went up the stairs, took a deep breath, and walked theatrically through the door as if at a performance.
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