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"There, there," he purred into her nose, "I shouldn't have left you at home, I'm sorry, sweetheart, it's all my fault!"
"Of course not," he sighed in a mischievous estimated voice, "I wouldn't do that to you dear, please believe me when I say that!"
The ten women had been gabbing about Reality Kings's new apartment and Alexander's new job as a civil engineer when Mary blurted her hand, and in a low voice said, "Uh wife, can I ask you a question!?!"
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