The rage in men

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“Would you like me to take you somewhere comfy so you may get some rest?" William asked Monica in a soothing tone while continually massaging her palm to calm her. Although Monica was shocked that it had occurred to her, she was not afraid. She had not experienced any discomfort while wearing the dress, so she was baffled as to why it had fallen apart on its own without her intervention.

"No, I am fine; the situation stunned me; do you suppose everyone saw my state?"

Monica inquired, peering into William's eyes before pressing her head against his chest, her voice murmured, "I am not sure what I would do if the lights went on and I saw people staring at me."

"I will make certain that none of them utilize their voice anyplace," William's cool fingers massaged the back of Monica's head, "I need to know if this was deliberate or just a cloth negligence, which I cannot believe."

Monica looked up and questioned in a perplexed tone, "You think this occurrence is purposeful, but wh