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It was a rough couple of days after that blow up or cat fight (your choice) at Chris\rquote . Reflecting on it I thought my seven-year-old girlfriend/niece handled things pretty well. Except for the fact that practically calling my exgirlfriend a slut wasn\rquote t helping my future sex life. Ya, it was getting rougher instead better.\par
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We had a long talk about her newly expanded vocabulary.  It seems that what she laid on Alice that night she\rquote d heard on the playground. All she really knew is that when one of the other kids said the magic words all the teachers went crazy. She tried them on Alice and got the same result.\par
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She was interested in the mechanics of \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  (her new word next to double shit) and that scared the double shit out of me. While I wondered if Mr. Rogers had come across this problem. I dodged the issue. I told my niece/girlfriend that maybe her mother might be better at explaining this to her.\par
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As far as my blowing up, I told her it was senility. Old people do that sort of things at times. Jennifers' eyes flashed from hazel to black just like a couple of years ago when the age thing first came up. That sidetracked the discussion away from sex. Thank you very much.\par
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The other problem I had was that Jennifer kept on asking me about Alice. She had most of the details about how we broke up. She still laughed at the Addams Family comments. I really couldn\rquote t help myself when I elaborated on comparing Alice and her father to Wednesday and Lurch. I had seen pictures of Alice when she was a teenager and in some ways she did look like Lisa Loring. Especially in her black phase as she called it. Daddy on the other hand had Lurch the butler down pat. He was no John Astin.\par
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She knew that she slept over, as she put it, a lot. What she wanted was what we did. I left that pretty much alone. I learned a long time ago that you don\rquote t tell a current girlfriend that an ex girlfriend could raise the dead, or even the limp. Especially, if the current girlfriend was only seven. Especially if she was seven.\par
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Alice and I had started out fast and heavy at the start but ended up as she said one night, long and slow. I don\rquote t know if a lot of couple go from a lot of sex to great sex, to a lot of great sex. But we did. The more we were together the more the little head games and touches meant to us. Sometimes it started with an afternoon phone call. Some times it would be just a to be continued from the last time. The more I though about it the hornier I got. The more I missed Alice.\par
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This continued until Linda came over Friday night to pick Jennifer up. She had just flown in from Scottsdale, Anchorage, or Pittsburgh. I wasn\rquote t really all that interested in her coming and goings. \par
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\ldblquote Thanks for watching Jennifer, Gene. I had a really great trip and we appreciate you watching her.\rdblquote  She reached into her briefcase and pulled out what was now a monthly check for watching Jen. \par
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\ldblquote I know its bad timing but could she come back Tuesday? I have to get ready for an two week trip to South America.\rdblquote  It was fight night at the McGuire house.\par
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\ldblquote Come on Linda, You can\rquote t keep picking her up and dropping her off like your laundry. I love her staying here.\rdblquote  I was starting to get into the same mood I always did when Linda came over. \ldblquote She\rquote s a wonderful kid but she needs her mother.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote But this is a great chance for me at work. Bruce, my boss, is going with me to check out manufacturing plants.\rdblquote  \par
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As she mentioned Bruces name I knew what I was missing. Work my ass. Her and boss man where going to bump and grind through South America. She needed a stiff cock more than her little girl. \par
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\ldblquote If it\rquote s a matter of money we can pay you more. That's not a problem.\rdblquote  She was looking to see if I\rquote d protest.\par
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Money wasn\rquote t the problem. I was paying for everything anyway. The checks I got were cashed then deposited in a money market account and CDs for Jennifer. Over the last two years she had the start to a first class life when she got older.\par
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\ldblquote No, Linda the moneys okay. Just let me know when you want to bring her back. She\rquote s finished her homework for the weekend so you\rquote ll have plenty of time together.\par
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As the two of them walked out the door Jennifer looked like one of those condemned prisoners headed of to the electric chair. If I could have grabbed her, held her and kissed her right there, I would have.\par
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Saturdays have always been my day. Laying around on the couch watching TV and drinking coffee in my pj\rquote s. Even when Jennifer moved in my routine didn\rquote t change much. I just added OJ and cereal for us along with the coffee. Then It would be shopping and goofing off for the rest of the day.\par
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The day after Linda picked up Jen I hit the brew switch took two jelly jars down from the cupboard and poured the juice. I was about ready to carry Jens Roadrunner into the living room when it hit me. She wasn\rquote t here.\par
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I really felt like a looser at that moment. I knew she meant more to me than anyone I had ever met. How could a seven-year-old do that to a grown man?\par
We use to make fun of guys who lost their children through a bad divorce. Telling them they were the lucky ones that they had the freedom. Now I was wondering if I\rquote d have that same stupid grin on my face if Jennifer never came back.\par
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I poured Jens juice back in the carton and stretched out on the couch. Instead of watching Bugs I wondered how much my life had changed. Confirmed bachelor to something else? Uncle? Baby-sitter? Boyfriend?  None or all of the above? I did know I loved her. The bad part was I had said I was IN love in front of my exgirlfrind. But what was love to a seven-year-old? \par
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We loved Saturdays. Going to the mall was okay, except for the hole in my wallet. Jennifer shopped for most of her own clothes. They were probably older looking that most kids her age but what the hell. It was shopping for her underwear that I drew the line. I don\rquote t shop for female underwear. Even walking by Victoria Secrets still gives me the willies.  I didn\rquote t mind PTA or teacher conferences. We went to Chris\rquote  two, three times a week. Pizza once, with take out Chinese, Mexican or whatever else we could get to fill in the spaces. We went to the movies every week and then there was Pig Hell.\par
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This is a warning to anyone planning on grocery shopping with a preteen, DON\rquote T.  Jen and I went to Piggly Wiggly every Saturday. The biggest fights were over what we bought or didn\rquote t buy. Captain Crunch for Jen and ice cream rolls for me were necessities. The rest was open for dispute. From a quiet little girl, who loved Mickey D\rquote s and Chris\rquote  Supper Club she was turning into a health freak nazi. Jen used to eat cold hot-dogs out of the refrigerator now she wanted only certain kinds of dogs. Then she wanted them cooked. (Go figure) We would fill a cart (remember we didn\rquote t really cook at the house) arguing across the aisle, storm out leaving the cart. Minutes later we would come back in laughing and finishing the shopping. \par
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They threw us out of Winn-Dixie after only a month, spoil sports. That\rquote s why we went to the Pig.\par
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I had finished my morning cartoons and was headed out the door when the phone rang. \ldblquote Hi sailor, its me.\rdblquote   It was Alices nickname for me,\par
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\ldblquote What\rquote s up Alice?\rdblquote  I just loved her voice in the morning, or any time.\par
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\ldblquote I\rquote ll be in LA till Monday. I was hoping you could pick me up at the airport at nine Monday night?\rdblquote\par
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Great now I was a limo service for exgirlfriends. \ldblquote Sure, no problem. Not getting a rental?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Actually I was hoping to stay at your house till Thursday.\rdblquote  It was more of a statement that a question. Oh, Oh!\par
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\ldblquote That may be a problem. Jennifer lives here and I told her it was her house too.\par
She should be back Tuesday, I don\rquote t know Alice?\rdblquote  With that statement I was probably losing out the first sex I\rquote ve had in three years. What the hell was I doing?\par
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\ldblquote You\rquote ve got to be kidding, Gene!\rdblquote  Jennifer\rquote s seven years old for Christ sake.\rdblquote  She was getting a little pissed off. You\rquote re not fucking anyone. You said, you\rquote re not into Pedophelia, so what gives. All I want to do is fuck your brains out for four days, not marry you.\par
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Now I was lost. \ldblquote Look Alice, Linda and Gary are both sleeping with other people.  That night at Chris\rquote  I just found out about Linda and her boss. Yhe bitch is going on another Feel trip next week. I don\rquote t want to do that to Jen. I may not be perfect but this is about a normal a house as she has.\rdblquote  I hoped a little honesty would help the case of blue balls I was getting.\par
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\ldblquote I guess I see your point. Christ, what a world.\rdblquote  Alice was shifting her anger in a new direction. \ldblquote Linda and I never got along but to do that to own daughter. Farm her daughter out to you so she could get screwed without interruptions. She really is a bitch!  So what do I have to do so I can get laid?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote I guess talk to Jennifer.\rdblquote  As soon as I said it I knew I had screwed up.\par
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\ldblquote Who Me? No way!\rdblquote  It\rquote s amazing how emotions can shift. \ldblquote That girlfriend of yours practically called me a slut and now you want me to go into the lions den and call her at home? You\rquote re crazy! You call her.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Look Alice Linda won\rquote t remember you. Just ask for Jen and if Linda asks say you\rquote re a neighbor from across the street.\rdblquote  Just talk to her.\rdblquote  As I said that I thought, from the pan into the fire. Here I was asking my ex (read thirty-three, rich, good looking) to get permission (?) from my current girlfriend (read seven, elementary school, cute, and staying at her moms). Was I going to burn in hell or what?\par
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\ldblquote Jennifer and I had a lot of long talks since that night and I think it will work out.\rdblquote  As I said that I prayed, if it doesn\rquote t then I\rquote ll be a retro-virgin till I\rquote m eighty. I didn\rquote t even know if retro-virgin was a word but it seemed right at the time.\par
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\ldblquote Okay, okay, I\rquote ll call her.\rdblquote  I could head the acceptance in her voice. Things were looking up. I have their phone number in my book. I\rquote ll call. You better be worth it. By the way how\rquote s your back doing?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Considering I haven\rquote t gotten any since you left, pretty good. Fifteen months of seeing the Chiropractor fixed me right up so lets not bring up that book. \rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote What do you mean no sex! I thought you were B.S.\rquote n me. Double shit Gene it\rquote s been three years since we did it. And don\rquote t you start with that damm book.\rdblquote  Alice knew she had me figured out. She didn\rquote t let me go. \ldblquote You wanted it so I bought it for you. Besides you wanted to try every picture. How was I to know the damm thing was upside down that night? It was dark in your bedroom. No sex, huh?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote No, I got spoiled by you.\rdblquote  That was the truth.\par
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\ldblquote Me?\rdblquote  Alices\rquote  voice hit a new high. \ldblquote You saved me from boredom in that hick town of yours. Mayberry has more going for it than your town. All that yes mam and awe shucks shit from everyone.\rdblquote  The line went quiet. I thought the connection was lost when she came back so quietly I could hardly hear her.\par
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\ldblquote I know you won\rquote t ask so I\rquote ll tell you. I\rquote ve had dozens of guys. The last one was last week after I saw you. When we had the fight, three years ago, I thought, what the hell there\rquote s more like him. I looked Gene.\rdblquote  Her voice was breaking. \ldblquote I really tried to find someone else. Why the hell did have to be so good and kind and you\rquote re even good in bed. That\rquote s one hell of package for a girl. Where did you learn that long and slow shit in bed? It sure wasn\rquote t at the prayer meeting. Fuck, I told myself I wouldn\rquote t do this. I\rquote m...\rdblquote  Alice was starting to lose it.\par
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\ldblquote Alice, you don\rquote t have do this,\rdblquote  I interrupted. \ldblquote The fight was my fault. I was selfish. I knew you wanted me to go to Chicago but I thought it was a meet the parents, marriage thing.  I loved you and I still do.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote It WAS a meet the parents thing. I wanted to show off the country boy I found. But your not IN love with me.\rdblquote  The conversation we had at Chris\rquote  was being thrown back at me, \ldblquote Your IN love with a seven year old, Gene. You said so. Do you know how sick that sounds? Where can that lead? I know you haven\rquote t had sex with her. But I hope your strong enough when her hormones boil over. I may burn in hell but I want you for four days, I don\rquote t care who your girlfriend is. I\rquote ll do anything. I\rquote ll call Jennifer. I love you.\rdblquote   She hung up.\par
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As I hung up the phone I realized I had a bigger problem. Jennifer was fun to be with. Despite our huge age difference we liked a lot of the same things. Was I IN love with my niece? I knew it wasn\rquote t in the biblical sense. I couldn\rquote t have sex with a kid, ever. Would it be the same when she was sixteen, eighteen or twenty-one and I was in my fifties? Could I wait forever to get laid? Would Alice call back?\par
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I sat in the empty living room and thought. It got dark and I didn\rquote t have any answers. I never left the house all day.\par
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The ringing of the phone woke me up. I fumbled in the dark for the phone, realizing I still had my jacket on from this afternoon. \par
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\ldblquote Gene? Its Alice, I talked to Jennifer and she said it was okay.\rdblquote  She sounded a lot better. \ldblquote We had a nice long talk in fact.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Okay?\rdblquote  Less I said the better. \ldblquote  What did you talk about?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Gods you are dense. Our favorite subject of course, YOU.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Why me? I thought you were trying to get my body for a week.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote That was the easy part. You can pick me up at the airport at nine on Monday night.\rdblquote  I could tell her confidence was building again. \ldblquote The hard part was the negotiations.\rdblquote\par
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What negotiations? I thought all you wanted was sex. It\rquote s usually yes or no.\rdblquote\par
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You guys are really dense sometimes.\rdblquote  Ya, she was feeling better. The superior Yankee education was coming out. \ldblquote When a woman asks to borrow someone elses guy there has to be something to trade for it. Like borrowing clothes.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Like Ann?\rdblquote  I had it ALMOST figured out. \par
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I hadn\rquote t thought about her in years. What a night that was.\par
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Ann was Alice\rquote s best friend from Chicago. They both went to Northwestern University together. She visited Alice while we were still together and was whining about her latest dry spell after supper one night. Later as Alice and I were cleaning up in her kitchen she dropped the bomb.\par
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\ldblquote Gene could you do something for me?\rdblquote   I thought she wanted the Saran-Wrap.\par
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\ldblquote Sure, what do you need?\rdblquote  I was thinking dishtowel.\par
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\ldblquote I want you to fuck Ann, baby.\rdblquote  She looked at me with the same look she used at the stores at the shopping center. The, I gotta have it look.\par
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That was a lot better than a dishtowel. \ldblquote Why me? Chicago is the second biggest city in the country. She can\rquote t find any one else but her best friends guy?\rdblquote  Despite my protest, the little guy between my legs was getting interested. Ann was cute. A nice brunette, short hair, b or c size breasts, attached to a smoking body.\par
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\ldblquote  She didn\rquote t ask. I offered you, honey. She\rquote s really fucked up after that last asshole left her. She needs her confidence back. She knows we\rquote re together so it\rquote ll be just a night of fun sex. She\rquote s a lot more limber than I am so that shouldn\rquote t be a problem if you want to play.  You could try some of those impossible possessions in your book.  Besides she can\rquote t take the pill and hates condoms. She\rquote s very very anal.\rdblquote\par
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I thought about it for three seconds. OK it was two. \ldblquote As long as it won\rquote t hurt us. You know I\rquote m one girl guy.\rdblquote  It still sounded good to me and my various body parts.\par
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Alice\rquote s eyes and hand dropped to the growing tent in my slacks. \ldblquote That\rquote s not a problem. I know you are. Ann and I talked it all over. Besides it\rquote ll make this very happy. Give her the long and slow and she will be too.\rdblquote  She smiled, giving my cock a light squeeze. Damn that felt good. \rdblquote Ann in the spare room. Just go in. I\rquote ll finish here. See you in the morning.\rdblquote  She gave me a light kiss on the cheek and went back to loading the dishwasher.\par
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I knocked on the door, like the puppy I am, and walked in. She took my breath away. She had this shear off white baby doll on. Her breasts were smaller than Alices\rquote  were but the nipples looked almost black poking against the material. There were pillows every where. It reminded me of a sultan\rquote s harem, a harem of one.\par
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\ldblquote I\rquote m glad you like what you see,\rdblquote  she said starring at my hard on. She had a couple of pillows under her head. I could see her smile as the light came in through the door. I started to close it but she said, \ldblquote Don\rquote t close it. I like the light. I want to watch.\rdblquote  \par
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I stripped off my clothes and crawled up from the end of the bed between Anns' legs. I knelt as close to her as I could. My cock was waving over her panties. Her thighs resting on my legs. I knelt there stroking from her calves to the top of her thighs. Both hands were moving in unison, up and down. Never touching the matching panties, but running my fingers close, very close. \par
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\ldblquote Are you sure about this? I asked. I had a one-night stand once where she said no just before I entered her. It was rough to turn off. I really didn\rquote t want a repeat.\par
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\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote  Her eyes never left my fingers tracing lines up and down her legs. \ldblquote All Alice talks about is how good and kind you are. What you do and how you make her feel. I want to feel like that for one night.\rdblquote\par
Ann never moved at first. She didn\rquote t know what to expect, so she waited and felt my hands roam around her body. \par
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 Alice and I had already been together for two years back then. It was long enough to know every bump, mole, and wrinkles (she didn\rquote t have any wrinkles back then.) Touching Ann was different than Alice. A different feel as my nails lightly scrapped the inside of her thighs. Ann\rquote s stomachs started that little inhale thing they sometimes do. Things were looking good.\par
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Slowly her breath got faster. She slid her ass slowly down, just a little. I smiled. She had just given herself a wedgie in front. That\rquote s what we guys call it anyway. Some call it a camel toe for women. Its where you can see where material is sucked into her vagina. I call it damm sexy. \par
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I continued stroking her legs as she worked her ass back and forth. Her eyes always looking. Looking at my hands, my rock hard cock, or me. Her hands had been at her side but now slowly worked their way down from her neck over her dark nipples. They were easy to see before but now they were tenting the material covering them. They must have been a half-inch long.\par
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As she teased them to hardness I whispered. \ldblquote God you have beautiful breasts. I love your hard nipples. Play with them more. Please take off your top?\rdblquote\par
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She smiled back at me as she removed her top.  \ldblquote My ex didn\rquote t like to play with them. They need a lot of attention and he just didn\rquote t understand.\rdblquote\par
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As she laid back down I realized how beautiful her breasts were. Even laying down they stood up. Most breasts lay back with gravity. Hers defied gravity.\par
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I understood. \ldblquote Then he was a moron.\rdblquote  They\rquote re just begging to be played with. There are certain places and things a guy can do to a woman that would make her yours. All you have to do is find the right button. On some it took days or weeks or even years of love making. On some you never do. Ann had two special places, about a half inch long, make that three-quarters. She handed me the road map. Just damm!\par
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\ldblquote Do you want me to cum on them?\rdblquote  I was whispering. \ldblquote  Is that what you want? Do you want me to massage my cum into your fabulous tits?\par
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I swear she stopped breathing right there. I could feel her whole body tense as if she was having an orgasm. Her hands grasped her nipples, twisted them, and moaned. \ldblquote Yes damn it I want your cum on my tits. I want it hot and sticky. Cum for me Gene. Cum on me.\rdblquote\par
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 \ldblquote Do you want my white cum all over you beautiful dark nipples, Ann?\rdblquote   I was really getting into all this nasty talk. I grabbed my cock and slowly stoked it. Holding it tight to slow down my ejaculation. I knew it wouldn\rquote t take long for me. \par
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\ldblquote Yes,\rdblquote  was her only reply. She watched me masturbate between her legs. Her eyes glued to the end of my cock, watching it glisten with precum, waiting. Her hands moving between her breasts or twisting on her nipples. She grabbed her breasts and pushed them up. She offered them to me. \ldblquote Dribble your cum down my tits like I was leaking milk. Please do that and I\rquote ll let you fuck me in my pussy?\rdblquote\par
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I remembered what Alice had said. She wasn\rquote t on the pill and she like anal sex. \ldblquote I want your ass, Ann.\rdblquote  I could feel her shake. My own breathing was getting faster. \ldblquote After I cum on your beautiful tits I\rquote m going to play a little. Then I\rquote m going to fuck your ass. I\rquote m going to cum in there and your going to hold it all night long.\rdblquote   Damn I was getting as nasty as she was.\par
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\ldblquote Gene you can have it all, my mouth, ass and cunt,\rdblquote  she was raving now. Neither one of us had touched her pussy. The material stuffed in her crack was soaked in her own juices. Her pubic hairs poking on the outside glistened with moisture. \ldblquote You can have anything. Cum on my tits, fuck my cunt, I\rquote m not protected, I could have your baby. Yes, I want your baby! I want yours growing inside of me, please Gene. Cum in me.\par
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I was beyond the point of no return. I felt my balls tighten as my cum started their race toward Anns\rquote  tits. I closed my eyes and groaned as I leaned closer. I pulled my cock closer to her nipples.\par
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\ldblquote Yes! Cum on me, baby.\rdblquote  She was screaming now. \ldblquote Cum on my face, tits, neck, cum on your whore!\rdblquote\par
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I looked down as I came on her. The smell of our mutual orgasms and sweet sweat started to fill the room. The first explosion was a thick burst of white cum that hit her chin and neck. As soon as my warm cum hit her face she screamed in raw passion. I tried to breathe but I was literally seeing stars in front of me. All I could do was groan. Later I was glad this was Alices' house not mine. She had to explain the screams and cursing coming from her place to the neighbors.\par
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As that first burst of cum ended I pushed my cock closer to her nipples. The second equally stong burst hit down Ann\rquote s neck and across her left breast. Her eyes were wide open staring at the pearl white cum splashed across her nipple. My eyes raced between the rapture in Anns face and my cum dripping off her nipples. It did look like breast milk leaking over her tits.\par
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The third burst was weaker and coated the other breast. I watched in fascination as my cum slid down both tits and settling between those beautiful globes. Her hands went to her sides and tried to wipe what was sliding for the mattress with her finger tips. \par
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The fourth and last spurt leaked down her breasts toward stomach. She was about to say something else but the warmth of my cum on her belly drew her stomach muscles in. \par
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 I took my fingers and slowly spread what I had squirted on her body. I had done this sort of thing before but Anns response was incredible. \ldblquote  How did you know Gene?  Please suck on my tits. Lick up my milk.\rdblquote\par
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I don\rquote t know what planet she was on right then but I had bought a ticket to the same place. The view was great. I bent down putting both hands next to her shoulders. Lowering my head my tongue flicked across her nipples, lapping up her \lquote milk\rquote .\par
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I had tasted my cum before but for some reason it tasted different. This time, it had a rich milk flavor. I bent closer and covered her areola with my mouth and started gently sucking, with my tongue flicking her nipples. Her breathing was still fast and ragged.\par
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After I cleaned one nipple, and switched to the other, I felt movement between us. I looked down and saw her hands buried in her pussy. Her hands where fully inside of her panties past her wrists. How much of her hands were inside of her? The bottoms covered it up, but it looked like her whole hand was buried. I looked at her closed eyes and saw not only lust but also concentration as her hand tried to do their thing. The bottoms of her babydolls were stretched way out. \par
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\ldblquote Ann, baby? Let me take them off.\rdblquote  I whispered. \ldblquote We\rquote re not done yet.\rdblquote\par
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She opened her eyes and smiled like someone who had gotten everything she wanted for her birthday and there were more presents to open. \par
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\ldblquote The tie is on the side, Gene. How soon before you can fuck my ass?\rdblquote  Her sparkling brown eyes were locked on mine. Her hands were still busy between her legs. \ldblquote You wanted that right? I know Alice said I like it there. You have no idea how much.  I want to hold your cum in me all night, just like you said. It may not be in my pussy but it will be a lot of fun.\rdblquote\par
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I pulled the little strings on either side and pulled the material down. \ldblquote Lift up a little,\rdblquote  I said. \ldblquote  I\rquote m going to put a pillow under you. I want to play a little.\rdblquote\par
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All she did was watch me and smiled that incredible smile. My cum was drying on her neck and mixing with the sweat\par
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I could have just pulled the bottoms away but I needed to play for quite awhile. I really get off on mutual masturbation, just like any teenager. The problem was I was over thirty. Now I needed to get ready for round two. I slid the bottoms of her baby doll pj\rquote s and I saw what was keeping her hands occupied.\par
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Ann had four fingers as far inside of her as they would go. Her thumb was lying against her clit. The other hand was holding her outer lips open to give her better access, I guess. I could see her wiggling the fingers around inside of her. She kept on pushing harder as if to drive her whole hand inside.\par
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My hands went under her ass and my fingers pushed into the cheeks. Her butt wasn\rquote t fat or heavy. As I squeezed them I felt her muscles pushing against my fingers. I pulled a couple of pillow from the pile next to me and put it under her.\par
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\ldblquote Now what big boy?\rdblquote  Ann was smiling at me. \rdblquote You still planning on sticking that little thing in my ass?\rdblquote\par
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I looked down to see that my penis had gone to almost soft. It was about half as big as before. Considering the ejaculation I had just a few minutes ago I was lucky to be breathing. Let alone getting ready to pound Alices, best friends ass. I knew I needed a little break. I needed to get it back together.\par
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I slid back to where I had started. I was on my knees between her legs.  I started to stroke her legs again. This time she was anything but still. Anns\rquote  legs were twitching and I even raised goose bumps on them as they went up and down. \ldblquote That really tickles Gene.\rdblquote  Ann was squirming under my touch.\par
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\ldblquote You have to relax, Baby,\rdblquote  I replied.\par
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After a while she calmed down. Time for round two.\par
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 I moved one hand to her stomach. I could feel the dried remains of my ejaculations. The other went underneath her. My finger slid deep to her back hole. I caressed just around the outside feeling her contracting her spincter as the tip of my finger brushed it.  I was just about ready to go again but I needed something to make her squeal. I had an idea.\par
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In a soft voice I said. \ldblquote Why do you damnyankees always complain how we do it in the south? You weren\rquote t complaining a few minutes ago.\rdblquote  \par
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\ldblquote This Yankee just had a nice little orgasm without touching herself thank you very much.\rdblquote  She still had those incredible smiling eyes.\par
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\ldblquote And we thank you very much Mam. So what\rquote s with all the messing around down there?\rdblquote  I looked down where her fingers were still resting inside her. The wetness was spread all over the inside of her thighs.\par
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Just trying to keep that feeling going, I guess.\rdblquote   She started to look a little guilty. Like she was caught doing something. \ldblquote So what\rquote s with this damn Yankee stuff? Ann\rquote s tone had changed a little. You get your rocks off all over me then cuss at me. Is that anyway to talk to someone who wants your cum in her ass?\rdblquote  The smile was a little less incredible. \par
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\ldblquote Well it\rquote s like this Ann. I grew up here I\rquote m pretty much a country boy. I didn\rquote t have much contact with people from up north. In fact it wasn\rquote t until I joined the Navy that I found out damnyankee was two words.\rdblquote  As I finished the little story I slid my hands from her ass to toward her hips. Now all she had to do was say the magic words.\par
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She looked at me with curiosity and suddenly it dawned on her I had insulted her, and everyone north of the Mason-Dixon, big time. She was not amused or turned on. Then she did three things that made it even more perfect. She reached behind her to grab a pillow to hit me with. Two was she planted her feet on the mattress and lifted her ass to reach the one that would hurt the most.  The third was she said the magic words. \ldblquote Damn redneck son of a bitch, you can KISS MY ASS.\rdblquote\par
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Perfect. With her off balance it was easy to pull her down to me and raise up her one hundred and ten pounds. Man did she squeaI. I lifted her legs over my shoulders. I grabbed her hips and raised her bottom to my lips. \ldblquote Well if you insist, mam\rdblquote  \par
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Like I said it was perfect. In the two days that I had known her that seemed to be her favorite phrase. Now, I hope, it had a whole new meaning for her.\par
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Ann yelled, screamed and invoked the name of several deities as I wiggled my face between her ass cheeks. My tongue licked around the rim of her spincter. \ldblquote You bastard.\rdblquote  The smile had returned full force \ldblquote You set me up.  Oh, God that feels so good. Don\rquote t stop.\par
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I looked down at her. With her legs over my shoulders and her shoulders still on the bed she was bent almost into u. I wondered if Alice could do that. I didn\rquote t think so. I was so amazed at her flexibility I remembered several drawing I had seen.  My mind was getting off track. My tongue started poking at her hole to get access. \ldblquote Relax Ann, its time to get you ready.\rdblquote  I wanted to probe a little and make sure her little brown hole was wet enough. \par
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Once my tongue licked the area between her rectum and her cunt. It was a surprise for her as she gasped and pushed herself closer to my face. Then again it was a sweet surprise for me as she shifted up and my nose slide into the outer folds of her pussy. I smelled and tasted her wetness as I licked up as much as I could with my tongue. Raising up I deposited her moisture on her little brown hole and pushed my tongue in to it. Her groan told me I\rquote d done good. \par
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With her butt resting against my chest, my hands reached down over to her pussy and started to stroke it. I caught a glimpse of Ann playing with her tits again, pulling the white globes and twisting those fantastic, long, dark nipples.\par
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In her eyes I could see she was ready. Through her ragged breaths she said. \ldblquote If I get any more ready this damn Yankee is going to climb on you. Here put some of this on your cock and get on board. I need a ass fucking!\rdblquote  \par
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Her hands held a tube of good old KY. She squirted a small amount in my hand and looked at me. \ldblquote Rub it on you. I\rquote m ready. Gods, I haven\rquote t been this ready in months. Just thinking about your cock back there makes me want to cum.\rdblquote\par
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I put the jell on my hard cock. The cold shocked me back to reality.  After the cum I\rquote d had before I was amazed how hard it was and how ready.\par
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 I stoked myself as I scooted back on the bed. Now her feet were back on the mattress. \ldblquote You want to turn over? I asked. That was Alices favorite position for this sort of thing.\par
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No, just put another pillow under me. I want to watch getting fucked.\rdblquote   If the fingers dancing in between her legs and the other hand at her breasts were any indication she was more than ready. \par
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I scooted up and Ann spread those wonderful legs as wide as they would go with her knees just off the bed. Limber my ass, she was made out of rubber. \par
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I put my cock up against Anns' ass and brushed the entrance. Her hips jerked away in surprise then against me. I closed my eyes and pushed. I felt the very tip of my cock slide past her sphincter. Her whole body shook as she let out a low moan. God this felt good, it had never been this good.\par
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Slowly I pushed further into her rectum. Normally anal sex feels warm and incredibly tight. Fucking Anns\rquote  ass was that and more. As my groin pressed against her ass I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was where my cock was. The cheeks of her ass surrounded it. The movement in and out. At that moment I was glad this was going to be the second cum of the night.\par
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The next thing I saw was Ann\rquote s eyes on mine. Even with me buried fully in her butt she still was smiling. \ldblquote Hey sailor,\rdblquote  she said. \ldblquote Is that a 2x4 in my ass or are you just glad to see me.\rdblquote\par
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I smiled back. \ldblquote Remember the long and slow routine?\rdblquote  I slowly started to pull back out, feeling every inch rubbing her insides.\par
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\ldblquote You have the long down all right.\rdblquote  There was a little wiggle and giggle. Then a gasp. \ldblquote Are you pulling out?\rdblquote  There was a little worry in her voice.  \par
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\ldblquote Not yet. You\rquote ll know.\rdblquote  I tried to sound more confident than I was. I\rquote d never tried to hold off cumming in someone\rquote s ass before.  With Alice I could only last a few minutes before cumming in her butt. Here I was seven inches into perfection. The head of my circumcised penis rubbed against her anal ring. I heard Ann gasp. Slowly I pushed back in her and raised up, increasing the angle of my penetration.\par
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Oh God Gene, that\rquote s fantastic. More, faster, Oh ya, right there.\rdblquote  Anns hands were busy again with her breasts and pussy. \ldblquote That\rquote s the spot.\rdblquote\par
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Her moans filled the room as I kept driving into her ass. \par
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Gene I cumming again. Please hurry. Shit I can feel it, I can\rquote t stop, HURRY.\par
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I pulled back and drove straight back into her to the hilt. Back and fort, in and out, as fast as I could. So much for subtly.  Three long strokes were all it took. I was cumming.\par
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As I poured my sperm in Anns' ass I yelled, \ldblquote Here it comes. Shit, AHHHH.\par
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All Ann did was look in my eyes. As I came I think she was trying to talk but all that came out as I drove into her for the last time was a long exhale.\par
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I collapsed on top of her my face in her neck. Inhaling the smell of her sweat and excitement mixed with my cum.  I slid out of her to a low moan from her.\par
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Finally Ann found her voice, \ldblquote Hey sailor? Was that the long and slow?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Sure was, why?\rdblquote  I had this fog in my head and was still having trouble catching my breath. \ldblquote Ya\rquote all didn\rquote t like it?\rdblquote\par
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I felt her laughing under me. She moved a little to look at me. \ldblquote If it was any better I\rquote d have it bottled and take it up north with me. What\rquote s with the Ya\rquote all? You didn\rquote t have that southern accent before you came? There was amusement, mixed wit curiosity, \par
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\ldblquote In the eleventh grade I had a English teacher from New York, Miss. Aberrantly. I was her pet project. I use to stay late and we\rquote d go over diction and elocution.\rdblquote  Suddenly I remembered I had a class reunion coming up soon.\par
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\ldblquote Did, teachers pet fuck the teacher?\rdblquote  There was this glow in her eyes, again. Double shit.\par
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\ldblquote We didn\rquote t do that sort of thing. Just drool from afar. She did have great legs though.\rdblquote  Suddenly I was very tired. \ldblquote  Want to roll over?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Sure, was her reply. As she started rolling and rolling.  Before I knew it Ann was on top, Our legs were locked together. \ldblquote I have to keep it inside, remember? My master said so.\rdblquote   That raised my eyebrows.\par
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As we started dozing off Ann whispered in my ear. \ldblquote Alice is one very luck woman. No wonder she\rquote s in love with you.\rdblquote\par
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I opened my eyes to the morning sun. It took a moment to remember where I was. Ann was curled up on her side. The slow deep breaths of deep sleep were the only sounds in the room. \par
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I rolled out of bed and hit the bathroom. I took a quick shower and went into the kitchen. Alice was already awake, drinking coffee.\par
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After I poured mine I sat from across from her. She had this sign over her head, \lquote Beware of the girlfriend\rquote . \par
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Still looking in her coffee cup. \ldblquote I heard you had a great time last night,\rdblquote  Alice said. There was no humor in that voice. The morning wasn\rquote t starting off as good as last night ended.\par
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\ldblquote Sorry Alice, I wanted to close the door but Ann...\rdblquote   I never finished.\par
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Alice looked up; there were tears in her eyes. \ldblquote No Gene I\rquote m sorry. It was my idea. I knew she felt betrayed by her ex. I knew Ann was horney and I wanted to help her. I thought you would fuck her butt and that would be it. But no not YOU! You did her as good as you fuck me. I wanted to be there under you, not her. When you came on her tits I almost melted.\par
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Alice was watching me and her best friend having sex, from the open door. \par
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She looked at me and realized that I knew. \ldblquote That was my side of the deal,\rdblquote  she said in voice I\rquote d hadn\rquote t heard before. I wanted to know if you loved me more and better than any other girlfriend you\rquote ve had.\rdblquote  She looked into her empty cup. It wasn\rquote t over. \par
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\ldblquote Your a real bastard, you know that. You treated her just like you treat me. Your willing to try anything to please me and you did her the same way. You were kind and a gentleman even when you were in her ass. Well except for all the dirty talk. And what Ann did? How can I face her? Double shit, Gene, what am I to do?\rdblquote  Alice asked.\par
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I thought I knew what to say. \ldblquote You offered me Alice, and I didn\rquote t put up much of a fight about it,\rdblquote  I replied. \ldblquote I left the slam, bam, here\rquote s your lira mam back in Naples. All I wanted to do was get my rocks off before going back to the ship.\rdblquote  Time to take a deep breath.  \ldblquote With you I wanted a girlfriend not a hooker. Someone to hold. I couldn\rquote t turn off the way I am just because its Ann.\rdblquote\par
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Alice looked at me with tears streaming down her face. \ldblquote So what do I do about Ann?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote What about Ann? It\rquote s a done deal as we say.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote No, about you.\rdblquote  She was staring hard at me. What had I missed?\par
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\ldblquote After you came on her tits she scooped up your cum, remember?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote And I licked some off her stomach and tits, so?\par
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I saw that Alice knew I didn\rquote t have a clue. \ldblquote Where did she put that hand?\rdblquote  My girlfriend was walking me through it. \par
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\ldblquote She had four finger stuffed in her...\par
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\ldblquote TRIPLE SHIT...\rdblquote  It wasn\rquote t a light bulb, it was a sledgehammer.\par
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She wanted your baby, Gene. What do we do now?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Earth to Gene McGuire. Earth to Gene McGuire, come in Gene.\rdblquote  I heard this voice from three thousand miles away. \par
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\ldblquote Sorry Alice, you were saying?\rdblquote  I was shaking my head to get rid of the memories.\par
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\ldblquote Back to the good old days?\rdblquote  There was still some humor in Alice\rquote s voice.\par
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\ldblquote I don\rquote t know if they were all good,\rdblquote  I replied. \ldblquote How\rquote s Ann doing?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote You know Ann.\rdblquote  Here came Alices' best southern accent. \ldblquote She\rquote s, how do say it, sailor? Wide open, and not a brake light in sight.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote I knew I\rquote d make a Dixie Belle out of you\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Bullshit. I like real food to much.\rdblquote  Alice always disliked those little grills we went to before Chris\rquote .  \ldblquote I\rquote ve really got to go Gene. Just do something for me, please?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Sure Alice, what is it?\rdblquote  \par
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\ldblquote Give Jennifer a call.\rdblquote  No dish towels this time. \ldblquote She wants to leave her Moms apartment and go back to your place. I think she should too. I don\rquote t mind if she stays at the house. Just try to get her out of there.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Okay.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Love you, Bye.\rdblquote\par
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