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The beads of sweat on his forehead dripped onto her face as once again he slowed to a stop as she tried to keep the tempo up. "No, just a little bit more, please Babe. As his head leaned against the pillow that was propped on the headboard, he glanced at the television screen just in time to see the shorter fighter land a vicious right hand on square on the jaw of the taller fighter.
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