Why am I a pervert? Lindsay was stupefied for a few moments. “Why am I a pervert? I didn’t do anything. I’m not a pervert.” He was defending himself.
Marilyn threw him another glare, huffing. “No, you are a pervert. You were thinking about se—that thing! That makes you a pervert!”
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