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in the
pool ..." Barbara became aware that Aya Matsuura was babbling and pulled
herself together. "Well, I think it's wonderful you're home.
Let's see, what time is it? Maybe we could go out for supper."
Aya Matsuura clambered out of the water and stood beside Aya's son. She
glanced down at Aya's body - all in order, no telltale signs of
passion. "Would you like that?"
"Sure, Mom," Jerry answered. He looked at Aya's out of the
corner of his eye. It had been some time since he'd seen his
mother in a bikini, and he'd been too young before to appreciate
her beauty. For the first time he looked at Aya's as a woman and
not his mother. He
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