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Chapter 8 by Yellowjacket7 Yellowjacket7

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Get out of there!

Fear flowed through Jessica, and for a moment she lay there like a rabbit in the headlights.

The flash of a camera nearby snapped her back to attention, and she scrambled to her feet as swiftly as possible, her gloved hands trying to cover her exposed breasts, while being acutely aware that her thong did very little to cover her arse.

Leaping over her torn dress, Jessica ran as fast as her high heels would allow, pushing her way through the crowds, trying to find somewhere to escape to.

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