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He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. . Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. "Jack!" Her son averted his gaze. Her belly was being touched, she felt her thighs caressed softly.
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