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Marci loved to baby-sit for her Uncle Bob. Mostly it was because he paid her really well, but he always made her feel good too. He always seemed to notice something about her that he commented on. Maybe it was that she was smart. Maybe it was her talent for singing. Sometimes it was about her hairdo or body. Marci had just turned fifteen and she was beginning to have strange feelings in her body. Well, it wasn’t that they were so strange. It was just that they were more frequent and stronger than in...

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