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Scott’s eyesdrifted down, and I could feel my pulse quicken atthe thought that my wife was teasing another man,offering him a chance to look dow... her front. Shealways wears push-up bras, which I really enjoy, andas Scott’s eyes lingered on their target, I knew whathe was seeing.After a bit, the music began and I could hear Jeangiving instructions about playing piano. Comingupstairs again and looking through the half opendoor, Scott was sitting on the piano bench and Joanwas standing. We went to the Mt St Helens National Monument Saturday, made love Saturday night, then went to Pike Street Market and the Seattle underground Sunday. It was a little after seven when we got back to his house and I started home.” “And how close are you getting to the edge of the waterfall?” “I admit I’m definitely drifting closer like you are.” “I love it. We both have to make an agreement, when either of us gets a quarter inch from the edge, we need to let the other know. That’s when we’ll need. Since then, Roger had slept with some more ladies, none of them at work. He also tested himself to see if he was sterile, out of idle curiosity. It turned out that he was quite potent, so he examined some of his wife's records and learned that she had her tubes tied a couple of years into their marriage.Before then, she had taken the pill religiously, even when she claimed that she wanted to try to conceive by him. She had no intention of getting pregnant, which meant a major lie on her part.. All this I was going to miss just because Camellia wasn't real. All because Camellia was really a--a guy! But--so what? How much difference did it make before, really? It didn't matter what wasup inside her skirt or was missing in her blouse that made our times togetherso great and exciting. It was her beauty, not biology that captivated me andclaim her, and Camellia was easily more feminine and romantic than most babesI knew. It was her her charm and laughter and looks that stroked.
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