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The sex procurerFrom everything I could figure, she was what I wanted for a screwing. So I started seeing her regularly. She was worried about fucking, and she wouldn't spread right away. I wished I had Angie around for the game we'd play on so many other cunts. But I also wanted to make her, just for the sake of proving myself alone. I courted her like I really was after her hand in marriage, and pretty soon we got close to home plate. It came about in a funny way, too, when it did come. Let me tell you about that. We actually got engaged. Believe it or not, but I scrounged up a second-hand ring and we had a big ceremony at her house, and her mom and dad were there, and so was her older sister, Ruthie, a broad who was twenty-four, divorced, and had a pair of kids. Ruthie was another redhead, though not as red as Susie. And she was different in other ways too. I had suspected she was, on the few occasions when I had met her previously, but on the night of the engagement party, she proved how right I was. Like, she said, right off, when we were alone by the punchbowl and Susie was out dancing on the floor with a guy who dated her girlfriend, Beverly, "You're hot for her twat, and you know it." I did a double-take when I heard Ruthie say that, and she laughed, adding, "Don't worry, I'm not loaded; not that loaded ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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