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"I a better," she’d assured theone in

The sun had bothered him that day, too But he had felt safe with the others

Odd, he hadn’t realized that he hadn’t felt safe alone

Finally, though, he’d felt that he needed a shower, so he had rinsed off a long, long ti a total lack of energy

He had appreciated the BBC, but felt then as if there was really nothing to watch on television

The news just never seeet any better

They were due to meet for dinner, but not for another hour or so He was clean, he was presentable He was ready

Doug flicked the channels There was an Italian gairls He watched it for a few minutes, then switched the channel

He wished that he had y He just didn’t Maybe a nap wouldn’t be a bad thing

His lashes fell, then rose, then fell, then rose

He jerked, flicked the channel changer again

He cairls were topless They were playing so thelued to the television

Soiant card was played, and one girl lost She let out a little cry and everyone laughed, and so she walked out on the stage in high heels and a teeny-weeny thong Turning her backside to the ca

He saw that another wo toward her At first, he saw only the back of the other woht up against the backside of the blonde and began stroking her The blonde turned and the two began to caress one another

"One hell of a game show!" he muttered out loud

Then the wo at the television

It was Ge to hi Come on in… you know you like it You know you want it"

His jaw dropped So Gema had…

Well, achieved soa this stuff? Kids could be watching

"Doug! Pay attention," Gean doing things…

Gema, her hands still all over the other woive ain, he realized He needed to wake up

Why wake up?

It was the es

"Hey, baby, let the dreain!" he told Gema

Suddenly, she was there with hilobal And that outfit… stiletto heels, tiny lace thong…

"Doug… I ary for you!"

"Come and eat me up then," he responded

"Oh, I intend to," she whispered

Once again, she was stalking hi it on He lay with his hands laced behind his head, a grin of pure, unadulterated pleasure splitting his features from ear to ear

She ca onto the bed, giving hi caile as a contortionist, spread-eagle over his hips

Pure glory raced through hily over hi at the flesh She inched against hi like a pole dancer Her lips found his while her hands zoned in, low on his body, gloving hi him deep into the heat of her body

Her lips… slid Her hips hteen-year-old on a roller-coaster ride She moved like a riveter, and it worked--Lord, yes, it worked--it was flying faster than an SST, and he was exploding like a teenybopper and he felt the h his muscles, he felt it…

A prick…

Not even pain

Then he heard it

A slurping sound Slow and sensual as all else, and…

"You’re delicious, Doug," she whispered, "and tonight, we’ve got all night There’s no one here to stop led

"I can eat and eat and eat and eat and eat until… you die!"

"Stephanie!"