Barbara turned pale when she saw her take the chair.
It didn't happen very often, Jean tended not to be very strict if she could solve the matter with a lecture.
The young woman didn't expect that this morning would end like this.
Swallowed, she knew the longer stalled, the worse it would be, yet she couldn't help but look at her sister, pleading.
Barbara walked over to Jean but didn't lift the dress as she was told. "Please, sister, it is not necessary, I swear to you."
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