I knew it was her by her eyes. I had changed a lot, but she hadn't. I remembered those eyes. They weren't the first thing I noticed the first time I saw her. Her breasts, covered yet displayed by a peach scoop-neck pullover, were large enough to need a bra. But the thin cashmere fabric plainly showed the contours of her nipples and the absence of an undergarment. Her eyes matched
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