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She had stopped crying now, although her face was still buried against his chest, and her hands still clutched his shirt, and he sensed rather than heard a quickening of her breath under his caress. He brought his hand up, sliding it along her back now, down, down almost to the curve of her buttocks, bringing it up to tease along the ridge of her spine. And all the while he was whispering words into her hair, words becoming bolder and bolder: "Don't think about them Adie, the two of them making love... no, fucking, Adie, that's what they were doing, honey, they were fucking orally, but you mustn't think about your husband's hard penis in Sue's mouth, and you mustn't think about Jack kissing and licking between my wife's legs. You mustn't think about any of that, honey..."She was breathing faster now, all right, he could hear it and feel the heat of her breath through the shirt. Well, if there was ever any time to throw caution to the wind, it was now. Right now!Mason brought his hand. " She beganto grab at her bags, making sure that none of the contentshad become displaced."Your fault?" I asked, trying to see if I could pick upanything for her. "I wasn't watching where I was going.This was all my fault." I wasn't either," she said. I couldn't think of anythingto say to that. "So I guess we're both responsible," shesaid. She smiled a bit, and I let out a small chuckle."Uh, is there anything I can pick up for you?" I asked."No, doesn't look like it," she said. "Everything's stillhere." By this time we had both staggered to our knees. Imade a move to stand up. The only problem is, she did too.Our foreheads made solid contact against each other,sending both of us staggering backward once more. What asight we must have been for anyone who was passing by atthe time."Was that your fault or mine?" I asked, clutching my headand grimacing."I think it was yours this time," she said, laughing as shedid. I was quite taken aback by her laughter. But Icouldn't think of any reason.
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