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It was a sweltering, bright summer afternoon. The sports shop was bustling, but my eyes were fixed on him. He was browsing the racks, carefully selecting a slightly sheer white swimsuit that revealed the shape of his thighs, the slenderness of his torso, and the quiet strength of his shoulders. Every gesture, every movement captured my attention, awakening a curiosity tinged with desire. "Do you think it would suit me?" he asked with a mischievous smile, his eyes sparkling with a wickedness that see the rest