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around her slim thighs, so loose and baggy Lou figured there was probably room to stick your head inside either one of them. |
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He thought about doing just that. |
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Buddy, you lucky bastard. |
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Buddy rubbed her rump. She stood rigid, letting him. Her lips were pressed tightly together, her fabulous green eyes fixed on the floor. 'Maureen has agreed to be our servant for this evening. I'm her master, of course, but you're the guests and she will be acting accordingly.' |
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'What a load,' Cyndi said. |
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Doug stepped toward Maureen and offered his hand. 'I'm Doug. Pleased to make your acquaintance.' |
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She smiled at him, the corners of her mouth trembling slightly, and held out her hand. Doug gripped it. With a silly grin, he hopped up and down, pumping her arm. |
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'Grow up,' Cyndi muttered. |
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'My friend, Cyndi, doesn't find me amusing.' |
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'Oh, that's right. Just great. Tell her all our names, why don't you.' |
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'It doesn't matter if I know your names,' Maureen said, meeting Cyndi's eyes. 'I'm not about to tell on anyone. I assaulted Buddy. Now, I'm paying for it. He's my master and I'm his slave. It's fair. Besides, the way I see it, Buddy may have saved my life.' |
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Buddy looked surprised and pleased. 'Really?' he asked. 'How's that?' |
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'This oughta be a good one,' Cyndi said. |
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