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\par }{\f1 Debbi and Mark Experience Their First \lquote Extra Partner\rquote  Sex
\par 
\par 01-20-01
\par 
\par Dear Joan...
\par 
\par Let me tell you about last Saturday night. We ended up having dinner at our friends\rquote  home... Judy and Ted.  We had to leave early because of our fifteen-year-old babysitter having to get home at a reasonable hour. 
\par 
\par Our conversations led me to the strong conclusion that Judy and Ted are swingers, and that they would like to \'93swing\'94 with us.
\par 
\par I've been thinking maybe I could call Judy, since she hasn't called me, and ask her to dinner this coming Saturday. Is that too forward? 
\par 
\par I'd really like to swap with them. Really, I wouldn't mind having Ted in bed, he's a good looking guy. I've had a burning pussy all day. 
\par 
\par I can't wait to get the kids settled down. Marc's had them out to a Carnival. When they get back it's them into bed and Marc and me into the shower.
\par 
\par I hear them coming, gotta go.
\par 
\par Debbi
\par 
\par _______________
\par 
\par 01-20-01
\par 
\par Dear Debbi...
\par 
\par Thanks for your update this morning.  This is a very unusual situation for me.  Believe it or not, Marc just wrote to me too... about the same subject.  I have not shared with him that I am corresponding privately with you... nor will I.
\par 
\par Marc's letter was
 about the same subject... whom to get to join you guys in opening your sex life.  He mentioned your friends Judy and Ted... and the possibility of the four of you swinging together!  Now, I must tell you that "swinging/swapping" is different from threeso
me experiences... but maybe in the case of you and Marc... this may be the way to get things going in the right direction.
\par 
\par Marc is going to suggest that you take your kids to your Mom's place for the weekend... and suggest inviting Judy and Ted to your pla
ce "for dinner."  He admits that he would love to "do" Judy, and he is sure Ted would love to "do" you.  However, he says he really wants you to experience an MFM... and this is not really an MFM... and he doesn't really want you to get away from that ide
a... but he's "really hot to see someone else's prick" in you.
\par 
\par Since Ted is one of the guys who was on your list, I think you should let Marc "persuade" you to move ahead with plans for this we
ekend... and let things move in their likely direction.  The only question may be Judy.  Do you really have any idea where her head is on the subject of sharing mates?  You may want to get some clue on that subject prior to next weekend.
\par 
\par In the meantime, 
I am going to attach Lucinda's story (3-105) wherein she and her husband and a male friend of theirs used the old "Truth or Dare" game to break the ice and get a threesome going.  No doubt the same ideas would work (if needed) to get a foursome going for 
you guys.  I am also going to send Marc the same story, so you can let him make the suggestion.
\par 
\par Keep me posted on how things go this week.  I am going to reply to Marc's letter, but I will NOT let him know that we have been corresponding.  AND.... I sugges
t that when he brings up the possibility of a foursome with Ted and Judy... that you modestly agree, while telling him that you still hope he can eventually set up a Debbi-centered MFM threesome sometime... now that you have finally agreed to give it a tr
y.  That will set his mind at ease regarding the possibility of a Ted and Judy thing possibly REPLACING a future MFM venture.
\par 
\par Yes, there are benefits with a foursome.  You can be sure that Marc is getting his rocks off while you enjoy Ted... and possibly e
njoy Ted with a bit of privacy (even though that is not a typical threesome scenario).  Whatever you do, let this not be the last time you and Marc SHARE some fun, outside sensual pleasures.
\par 
\par Keep me posted.
\par 
\par Lots of love,
\par Joan 
\par 
\par _______________
\par 
\par 01-25-01
\par 
\par Dear Joan
\par 
\par WHAT A NIGHT!!!
\par 
\par Marc and I had the best night of our marriage. It was more exciting than the first time, and more magical than any fantasy!!!  I even invited Marc to screw me anally!  That was a first for us, and I was surprised to find that I
 enjoyed it a lot.  There was a bit of pain at the beginning, but not as much as I had expected.  We BOTH enjoyed it!  I\rquote ll tell you more about our anal sex later.
\par 
\par During the evening, Marc and I talked about Judy and Ted. I asked him if he had ever fantasized about fucking Judy. He smiled shyly and said "yes", and asked me the same about Ted. 
\par 
\par I told him Ted had hit on me a couple of times. I told him I wanted him to know that, before I answered his question and before we went further in the discussion. H
e told me he had seen it a happen a couple of times, but never said anything because he trusted me implicitly. 
\par 
\par I then told him that I had fantasized about Ted when we made love, but that I also fantasized about Brad Pitt. He laughed, knowing that everyone fantasizes when they're getting laid.
\par 
\par Long story short, I called Judy today with Marc on the extension, breathing heavily (just kidding about the breathing) and asked if she and Ted would like to come to dinner Saturday night. I told her we have some great CDs to dance to. 
\par 
\par She accepted and told me she was 'very glad' to hear about the dance music. We both giggled, especially when I told her to see if Steven, their son, could do a sleep-over at his friends', and she and Ted could have a sleep-over here. She agreed!
\par 
\par Debbi
\par 
\par _______________
\par 
\par 01-26-01
\par 
\par To Debbi...
\par 
\par BRAVO !!!     B R A V O  !
\par 
\par I am truly happy for you... and for Marc.  May this be the beginning of an extra full and satisfying SHARED sensual life for BOTH OF YOU.
\par 
\par Now, regardless how it goes, you and Marc will enjoy each other.  Hop
efully you will both also enjoy some new adult fun with your friends.  Likely, there will be some "Debbi-centered" fun... and some "Marc-centered" fun... and I am sure Ted and Judy will have their fun too.  Just be sure Ted doesn't get pregnant!?!
\par 
\par Now tha
t you have treated Marc to anal pleasures, I am willing to bet there will be a time when he will want to experience being "back there" while another "dick" (as he says) is filling your pussy.  That will be "Debbi-centered" fun that he will find equally er
o
tic (guys love the sensation of feeling another cock sliding back and forth within their lover... just a thin membrane away from their own hard cock).  This does not have to be in an MFM threesome setting (it could be while Ted and Judy are with you guys)
, but it is most likely to happen when Marc and another guy are both focused on giving you special pleasure.
\par 
\par But, that is for later.  Spend the days, weeks (maybe even months) ahead enjoying everything you can with Ted and Judy.  Then you guys may wish to explore MFM and FMF fun.
\par 
\par I will look forward to your report on the activities of this coming weekend.  Since Marc knows that you know that he has written to me in the past, you might want to suggest that he write me after this weekend, and tell me what ha
s transpired (from his viewpoint).
\par 
\par Joan
\par 
\par _______________
\par 
\par 
\par 01-27-01
\par 
\par Hi Joan
\par 
\par Back again.
\par 
\par Let me tell you a bit more about the other night. We were talking about our upcoming Saturday night. I reached down, found him hard, and asked him kiddingly, "Is this for me or Judy?" He smiled his shy smile and said, \'93
Yours tonight and hopefully hers on Saturday.\'94  \'93Fair enough,\'94 I told him, \'93and for being so honest, I have a surprise for you.\'94
\par 
\par I had made another stop when I was shopping that morning. I got out of bed, opened the night table drawer and got the Astroglide I had bought.
\par 
\par I got back on the b
ed, opened it up, and, as I smeared some on Marc's love tool. I kept my eyes on his. He showed surprise all right. When I finished, I handed it to him, turned my back to him and straddled him. I bent over his body with my derriere up near his face. I told
 him, "Put some on me, put it on where you've wanted to have you cock in me." He took the hint and administered the lubricant to my bottom and inside. He fingered me for a while.
\par 
\par I moved down him, turned to face him, and lowered my anus onto his love stick
. I allowed it to slide up into me slowly. His eyes sparkled with excitement. Although it momentarily hurt a bit, it felt so good making him so excited. I lowered my face to his.  We kissed.  
\par 
\par I whispered, "I'm so sorry I denied you this for so long," as 
I sank lower and lower onto him.  When he was fully inside me, I lay on him and rested for a few minutes, getting used to his size in my backside. I don't know if I told you, but he is big.  Not humongous as some people like to fantasize about, but more t
han enough.
\par 
\par When I was comfortable, I asked him to roll me over onto my back and fuck me. He did... and he DID. It was so good, and he was so happy, and that made me happy.  Not to mention that I had the best orgasms (three), that I've ever had with him.  
Maybe in the past I wasn't feeling fulfilled because I was denying myself the opportunity to be.
\par 
\par Later that night (morning?) he had me vaginally. This morning, we showered, and he had me anally again before he went to take the kids to school.  I wanted to make sure he didn't have any libido left with which to make a pass at the crossing guard. LOL

\par 
\par I'll let you know about Saturday. Funny, I think Marc is REALLY looking forward to it.  Now I'm the one who's feeling a little jealous. LOL
\par 
\par Debbi
\par 
\par _______________
\par 
\par 
\par 01-01-29
\par 
\par Joan - WE DID IT!
\par 
\par Dear Joan
\par 
\par I was on pins and needles waiting for everyone to leave this morning (Monday) so I could write you.
\par 
\par Saturday night and Sunday morning came and went, and we are all still alive, and VERY well.  It was terrific fun!  Marc had a really good time with Judy, and she with him.  Ted was good, but he is no Marc.  Not as big, nor as creative, nor as enduring, no
r as loving.
\par 
\par I'm finding out what I guess I always knew.  Marc really is a good lover.  He just needed me to be more responsive to him, to know I was comfortable with what he was doing, and oh my, am I?
\par 
\par Judy called this morning to tell me how lucky I am. 
 She asked if we can do it again sometime.  I took a big step and asked her if she would like to come over and help me out with the 'big monster' some time soon.  She giggled, but I told her I was serious.  She stopped giggling.
\par 
\par She is concerned about Ted finding out.  I told her I had a plan that would appease everyone.  More on that later, I think you're going to love my ingenuity.
\par 
\par I guess I should start at the beginning.
\par 
\par Thursday was beautiful. As you will recall, I 'arranged' for Marc to stay home th
at day. We talked through the day. As we did, I felt my self-imposed restraints melting away. While I was getting the kids ready for bed, I turned on the heater in the Jacuzzi in our bathroom, lit candles that I had placed around the tub, and went downsta
irs and got a bottle of white wine, the thermal sleeve and glasses, and brought them to the Jacuzzi.
\par 
\par After the kids were in bed, I closed their bedroom doors, went back to my bedroom, stripped, put on my long terrycloth robe and slippers, lit the gas fireplace in the bedroom, and went down for Marc.
\par 
\par As I came into the den, he looked at me and knew something was up. I extended my hand to him. He took it and I led him to the stairs, where I took off my robe and slippers, handed them to him, and started up th
e stairs.  Halfway up, he let out a wolf whistle and followed me.  At the top of the stairs, he threw my robe over his shoulders and picked me up. He carried me into the bedroom, toward the bed.  I told, "No.... the Jacuzzi."
\par 
\par Well, Joan, I guess you can imagine the scene. Marc lay against the tub, me between his legs, lying against his chest, sipping wine, being caressed, and just luxuriating in my new emotional freedom.
\par 
\par We made love that night, the next morning, and that night (Friday), but not on Saturd
ay morning.  I told him to save it for Judy.  I also told him that when Saturday night was over, I wanted her to be so envious of me she'd turn green. We both laughed, but I was serious, at least with myself.  I wanted his experience with Judy to be super
.
\par 
\par On Friday morning I called my trusty mother-in-law.  I don't know why so many people have problems with their in-laws.  Mine are great.  I asked if the kids could stay over Saturday night.  She told me \'93Only,\'94 if they could stay Su
nday too, and they would bring them back in time for dinner.  
\par 
\par I asked if that meant I was cooking.  She said, "Consider it a fee for services." We both laughed.  It was something I intended to do anyway.  Marc and his step-dad are big Patriots fans, and 
I was going to ask them over for the game.  I just wished the Patriots had won.  It was no fun watching grown men crying, LOL.
\par 
\par On Saturday, when I got back from dropping the kids off, Marc had dinner started.  Beef Stew Provencal.  He's a really good cook.  He chose the wine and prepared the canap\'e9s.  Did I tell you I love him?
\par 
\par I showered and dressed in the black wrap I had worn on Wednesday, with thigh-highs and heels.  Underneath... NADA.  Marc wore a dressy sport shirt (another dichotomy in terms), a p
air of slacks and tasseled loafers.  I learned later that underneath... NADA.  Great minds really do think alike.
\par 
\par At 7 PM the doorbell rang.  Marc and I looked at each other. I could see he was a little white.  I know I was.  We held hands as we nervously walked to the door.   We opened it to find Judy and Ted standing there, looking as sheepish as I felt.  
\par 
\par After a pregnant pause, Marc reached out for Judy, took her hand and said, "Come into my web... Beautiful... said the male spider to the female fly, 
who was to be his morsel for the night."  We all broke up laughing.  All except Marc.  He stood there looking non-pulsed, and just said, "What?"  Did I tell you I really love my Marc?
\par 
\par By the time they got inside, the tension had dissolved, thanks to my man.
\par 
\par We sat in the living room, this being a formal occasion.  Marc brought out cocktails for everyone.  We sat around and chatted.  Marc periodically re-filled drinks and passed out canap\'e9s while wearing my apron.  He looked like a goof, a cute goof, but a
 goof none the less (LOL).
\par 
\par When dinner was ready, he served it at the same table I had set up for our dinner on Wednesday.  Same lighting.  Same music.  The only thing different was that there were four settings, and the rug was in the basement.  We would
 be dancing on the hardwood floor.  No wasted time later.
\par 
\par Over Brandy and coffee, my impetuous lover took it upon himself to say, "We had a great time dancing with you two last week, and want to dance with you some more." 
\par 
\par Everyone agreed.  Suddenly, the tension got so thick you could cut it with a knife.
\par 
\par We sat quietly, sipping Brandy and coffee.  No one dared to move.  Suddenly, Marcellus (what I often call my Marc) stood, went to Judy and asked, "Would my 'Little Morsel' care to dance?" as he twirled his mustache in his best Dick Dastardly imitation.

\par 
\par Joan, I'm so happy.  I'm sitting here grinning from ear to ear as I write about him. He is so wonderful, as Judy was soon to find out.
\par 
\par Judy moved very quickly into his arms, wrapped her arms around his n
eck, and laid her head on his chest.  I should tell you, Judy and Ted went to college with Marc, Ted a year behind.  Judy was in my class. Ted and Marc are fraternity brothers. That's where our friendship stems from.  Ted also respects Marc. 
\par 
\par W
hen they first met, Ted screwed around on Marc somehow, and Marc leveled him with one punch.  End of story, beginning of friendship.  Men can be so strange at times.  Trying to kill each other one minute, then drinking beer and sharing dirty jokes the nex
t.
\par 
\par Ted came to me and I wrapped myself in him as well.  He was already hard.  I figured 'what the hell,' and reached down and caressed his cock.  His moan was so loud, Judy and Marc turned to look.  I just shrugged.  But when they saw where my hand was, th
ey laughed.  Ted, my would-be lover, blushed.
\par 
\par We danced that way, my one arm around his neck, and my hand on his dick, until the song ended.  For whatever reason, we all went back and sat exactly where we had risen from, and just looked at each other.  La
dy Day was singing "East of the Sun and West of the Moon," one of Marc's favorites.  He took my hand and we danced a sweet loving dance.  He nuzzled my neck, kissing and licking me.  Toward the end of the song he whispered, "Last chance to get off the tra
in."
\par 
\par I looked at him, pulled him down to kiss him, and whispered, "Only if you want to."  He kissed me again, but said nothing.
\par 
\par The song ended, and another started. Marc went to Judy and reached for her.  As her arms went around his neck, he lowered his hands to her bottom.  And that was it.  The rest of the night we were with our \'93swap partners.\'94
\par 
\par I asked Ted to dance with me.  As we danced, Ted caressed my breasts.  I kept looking at Marc and Judy.  Marc had her dress up to her waist, and was lowering he
r panties.  When his hands were over her bottom, he looked for and found her pussy, and started caressing it.  I saw her press herself hard against him.
\par 
\par Her moans caught Ted's attention.  He saw Marc's actions as giving him approval to become more intimate with me.  He reached under my dress, only to be rewarded with a fur ball.  Well, you know.
\par 
\par After Ted and I explored each other for a while, I looked for Marc again.  He had Judy's dress off!  She stood in her stockings, garter and high heels. She was braless, and her panties had also been removed.
\par 
\par Judy was unbuttoning Marc's shirt when Ted looked up from my neck and saw the state of Judy's undress.  I think it really struck him for the first time what he had gotten himself into. Dah, about fucking time, I thought.
\par 
\par I helped him.  "Undo the tie in the back of my dress," I told him.  He did, and I shrugged the dress off.  Then I told him to take his clothes off.  He stared at me, mouth agape.
\par 
\par By that point Marc was stripped. His hard dick was pointing str
aight out.  He moved his hands to Judy's face, and lightly caressed her with his fingertips, as she held his cock.  He traced all around her neck, and then her breasts.  I was mesmerized.  He had never done anything like that to me.  But he sure as hell i
s going to, I thought.  I felt a twinge of jealousy.  Judy stood with her eyes closed, head back, shivering with delight.
\par 
\par Ted came to me, wanted to kiss me.  I asked him to suck my breasts instead.  I wanted desperately to watch Marc make love to Judy with his fingers.
\par 
\par He touched every inch of her body with his fingers.  Judy was shaking with sexual tension.  His fingers went right down to her toes.  He turned her around and started at her neck.  Then he did the same thing to her back, down to the heels of
 her feet.  While he was on his knees, he licked the crevice of her bottom.  I was so aroused and jealous at the same time.  I had never known of such feelings as I had just then.
\par 
\par Ted had moved me to the couch and was between my legs, licking my pussy.  Just what I needed.  I went off like a rocket.  As I came, I couldn't take my eyes from Marc and Judy.
\par 
\par I didn't think it would be possible, but Judy came from nothing more than his licking her crevice.  He never even spread her checks to get at her button.
\par 
\par Marc stood, looked at Ted and told him he \'94wanted to fuck\'94
 his wife.  Just like that.  It didn't do too much for Ted, but Marc couldn't know that.  He asked, "Why don't we go to the bedroom?"  We all got up and made our way to the stairs.  When we reache
d them, I turned to Marc and smiled.  He knew what I meant.  I took Judy's hand, and we slowly walked up the stairs while Marc and Ted watched us.
\par 
\par I should tell you that Judy and I are aerobics buddies, and our shapes are in shape, so to speak.
\par 
\par At the to
p of the stairs, I looked back and saw Marc had held Ted from climbing right after us.  I also saw two wonderful cocks pointed up at us.  Judy and I turned toward them.  I put my arm around her waist.  When I did, she put hers around my shoulders.  Then I
 told the guys they could "come and get it."
\par 
\par I had already undressed the bed earlier, so all we had to do was get into it.  Judy and I lay side-by-side.  Marc lit the fireplace.  Then he got up between Judy's legs and went down on her.  As soon as his lips
 met her labia, she moaned.  I was amazed.  She came again!  What a firecracker she was, or is.  I'm not sure which yet.  All I know is just about every time Marc touched her she went off.
\par 
\par Ted was down on me too, and soon he lifted my legs and penetrated me.  It was heaven.  But, Joan, the truth is, I was getting off watching my man make love to Judy.  It was unfair to Ted, and I would make it up to him later.
\par 
\par Marc hooked Judy's legs in his arms and pushed them to her chest.  He hovered over her, supporti
ng his weight with his hands and arms on either side of her.  She reached under him, grasped what she desired, and guided it to her love box.  Marc penetrated her with that big dick of his in a single thrust.  She was so wet he slid right into her.  

\par 
\par Judy
 was again going off like fireworks.  I reached my hand toward them, found Marc's hand, and covered it with mine.  He let her legs go, supported himself on his elbows, and intertwined his fingers in mine.  He looked at me and smiled, then mouthed a silent
 "I love you."  I definitely felt better.
\par 
\par Judy wrapped her legs around Marc's waist and pulled him down to kiss her.  He still held my hand, but I knew I had lost him for a moment.  I can't tell you how jealous I felt... momentarily.
\par 
\par Ted came inside me before he really had me going.  It was my fault. I was too preoccupied watching Marc with Judy.  
\par 
\par Marc was fucking Judy like a dynamo.  Fucking her to one orgasm after another.  I think Ted was having problems with what was going on.  I held Ted close to me
 and whispered things to him like, "don't worry, it's just sex," and "she loves you Ted.  She just likes Marc." and "It's just the excitement of the moment."  I guess it helped.  But when Marc finally came in her, Ted looked less than thrilled.
\par 
\par When Marc was finished, he kissed Judy and told her how happy he was to have had her.  He smiled at Ted and thanked him for having shared his wife.  Then he leaned over to me, kissed me and whispered in my ear how much he loves me.
\par 
\par This is a very condensed version of what was almost two hours of love-dancing, kissing, fondling and love-making.
\par 
\par We lay there for a while, Marc with Judy as he held my hand, and Ted with me, but he wasn't doing too well.
\par 
\par Marc suggest
ed we go downstairs for a drink.  He gave Ted a pair of shorts to wear, and put on a pair himself.  Judy and I went down in the nudie.  But Judy put her panties on when we got to the sunroom.  I stayed nude except for my thigh highs.  I love the way they 
make my legs look.
\par 
\par Marc opened a fresh bottle of wine and brought it into the den.  We were standing around waiting for him.  I guess none of us knew what to do, at least, I didn't.  When Marc came in, he gave me a signal that I was able to understand.  He
 wanted me to stay with Ted.  I took Ted to the love seat (what an appropriate name), sat him down, and sat on his lap.  
\par 
\par Marc poured the wine and handed out the glasses.  Then he sat beside Judy on the couch, his arm around her, her head on his shoulder.
  Damned if he didn't read Ted's reaction right.  He wanted me to make a fuss over Ted, and I did.  As we drank our wine, I went down on him and gave him mouth sex, right in front of our spouses.  I think that was a real turn-on for him.  It seemed to mak
e him feel better.  Especially after he came in my mouth.
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\par When Ted was finished with me, Marc danced with me.  He kissed me as Ted and Judy watched.  He told Ted, "Damn, Ted, you taste salty."  We all laughed, including Ted.
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\par Not much more happened with ou
r swap partners, but sure did between couples.  We paired back with our mates, and after a while, Marc picked me up and told Ted and Judy that there were towels and other things in the guest room, and we'd see them for breakfast.  "Reveille is 0630 around
 here," he said.  We all booed him.
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\par Marc carried me to our bedroom.  He walked me to the bed, and put me onto it.  When he did, I told him I wanted him to make love to me the way he had Judy, with his fingertips all over my body too.  He did that, and then
 he made love to me with his magnificent cock.  My orgasm exceeded the Wednesday night one.
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\par What a week, Joan.  Marc and I have been through so much, and we've come out alive and, as I said, VERY well.  What is the saying, 'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger?'  I think that's true for us.
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\par Here's the idea I mentioned earlier.  I'm going to broach it with Judy, but, first with Marc.  He wanted a threesome.  Good, I do too, if for no other reason than to 'loosen me up'.  I'm going to suggest Ted.  Marc
 knows for sure Ted is not a threat to him, and Ted is not a threat to me, either.  I'm not going to run off with him.  Even Ted knows that now.
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\par But, I'm also going to suggest that we run the gamut with this.  Marc and Ted can make Judy a 'center piece' t
oo, and then Judy and I can, in turn, make each of them a 'center piece'.  Then, when we want, we can come together and swap.  Is that a plan or what?
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\par Judy seems to be crazy about Marc.  I don't blame her, not after Saturday night.  He had her again on Su
nday morning, with the same results for her.  I was very proud of my guy and the way he fucked her.  She is either a highly multi-orgasmic woman, or he really rang her bell.
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\par And.... Ted is NOT prego. LOL
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\par The good thing, no, the best thing... is I have my Man... and he has all of me.
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\par Thanks, dear friend, I'll be in touch.
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\par Love
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\par Debbi
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\par More about Debbi and Marc\rquote s adventures in Chapter 3 !
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