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> words...geez...so I'll make a separate post of it.
Comments are welcome. Thanks!
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After playing tennis and frisbee for most of the afternoon, and cooking up a
tasty stir-fry (enjoyed over a bottle of white zinfandel) for dinner, Jim
and Janet decided to call it an early evening and went to sleep, having
allowed their feelings of horniness to be displaced temporarily by feelings
of fatigue. Overnight, the temperature dropped from warm-and-pleasant to
goose-pimple-cold, an occurrence for which they were ill-prepared, having
left the bedroom windows open, with a single sheet covering the two of them.
In their respective dreams, their king-sized bed became a stretch of frozen
tundra, complete with arctic winds cutting across the expanse.
What began as an overly-affectionate huddling together for warmth
degenerated, as the cold slowly pulled them awake, into a nasty little
tug-of-war, with the prize being a larger-than-fair p
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