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"How ginalynn long has it been?" she asked.

"I'm afraid I don't have much say in the matter." he replied. "And as much as I'd like to gina keep taking care gina of you gina like a puppy or a china-doll, I can't gina. You'll have to gina get ginalynn some of those motor skills back."

"I...I understand." she gina said. "Uh, by the way...what's your name?"

"'Bout time you asked. I'm Phil. Phil Grimble." With that, Phil pulled back ginalynn the gina covers, revealing the beautiful silk ginalynn gown he had dressed her in gina ford.