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| �So, we�re both wearing black today,� Janny observed as she slipped into my car at our usual rendezvous point. Laughing, I replied, �Yeah�.we�re up to no good.� About an hour later, the bartender caught me with her pants down on our second-go-round in the ladies room. Janny had said she was feeling a wild hair, and I was needing the extra-unusual since we couldn�t share the normal. We were finding our common groove. |
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