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Chapter 3 by Lovelylift Lovelylift

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Tommy

I heard my mom's voice from downstairs. This woman never gets tired. I told her a thousand times that I don't need a nanny. I'm sick of these old women leaving me alone with them. I went downstairs and looked at the nanny and oh my God. How tall she was. Like, over 200 centimeters. And what was even stranger was that she was young. She looked like a student, just a few years older than me. She reached out to me and I didn't give her a second thought and I said, "Mom, who is this? She's not that much older than me. It's obvious what you're doing wrong."

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