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Grills trotted up behind her and met the dark room. He walked in softly. He searched under the bed. "Where are you, my sweet little fruit?"

He checked in the drawers. Under the lights. Behind the door. Where could she be?.he thought.

Suddenly he both remembers the closet and thought up a plan. With his head near the closet, he hummed in her deepest smokiest voice. "Gwynfillion."

Oh gosh not the smokey voice. Gwynfillion nearly squeaked at the sound of his sexy smokey voice. She was tempted to to answer, for him to find her and ravish her ears with that voice. She remained resilient and stayed in hiding. Though, her heart was beating fast in the excitement of being found, there was minor shuffling in here.



"That not door. That hole." Sugar crawled into the log with the fullness of her body within the cavity. "Need door."
"Me no know how make door, only holes," Wrymple nodded.