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She’d been out with Dan before, so why this night was different, she didn’t know. Weaving her way between packed boxes, she reached the front doo... with out tripping once. Bully for her. Unlatching the dead bolt, she opened the door with a bright smile on her face. Daniel Enhert stood in her door way, his face blank of all emotion. ‘Hi.’ Brenda tried to force herself into looking more normal than she knew she looked. Normally, she detested dresses. Skirts too. They just weren’t her style. Give. I would have had a picture of Tracey in her prime, and even more important, each time I would have looked at it, it would have taken me back to that day. I still email her now and then, and I wish she would send me a picture of her naked today. She’s still got a hot body. I’d like to think that she trusts me enough to do it. The secret would stay between the two of us. Sigh. ‘Yes,’ I remember that day very well,’ I told her, while sliding my hand down lower. I expected to run into the band of. More

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