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My Femboy System - Chapter 145: Old Pops
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... tender, the sort of expression one might expect from a weary farmer greeting his son after a long day in the fields, or a proud grandfather catching a glimpse of the family resemblance.
It sat ill upon his face, like a saint’s mask strapped over the snout of a jackal, but the expression was unmistakably genuine. He looked at me not as a rival, not as prey, not even as a mistake he meant to rectify—he looked at me as though I belonged to him. As though I were his.
And that, dear s ...
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