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He didn't see her enter; so she sneaked up behind him and wrapped herarms around his slim waist and kissed him on the neck, "My, my thatsmells good," she said."Get off or I'll ruin your breakfast. Why don't you go and sit down atthe table and read the newspaper," he said and kissed her back.She let go but before moving away she gave him a playful out on thebottom, "Hay," he said turning and smiling at her.Pulling out the chair from the table she sat down at the table and pickedup the newspaper. I spent the night in the hospital.While lying in the hospital bed, I was a captive audience, and that's when Jenny told me how things would be from now on."Okay, buddy boy, listen up and listen good," she said with her hands on her hips. "It's time for you to grow up and fly right, feel better about yourself, and stop doing things that come back to haunt you, like the beating and abuse you took today."I nodded. I couldn't agree more."You asked if I was in love with you. Well, I am, I surely am.. ” I could feel his lips smile against my cheek. “I’ll wait out back for you then,” was all he had to say to have me hooked.I’ve always fancied myself a dirty little slut. Chance sexual encounters turn me on. I obviously exuded these signals, as I often find myself available to just these situations.When I walked out the back door, he was standing against a slick silver Jag, carelessly smoking a cigarette. I walked up to him and took his cigarette, taking a deep drag from it before throwing it. On the downside, once you get to the hospital, you’re going to have a bunch of doctors pulling pinecones out of your ass for the next three days.”I looked at Willie and said, “Looney Tunes?”The EMT went, ‘Huh?’ and Willie just said, “Forget it. Let’s just get him in the basket.” They very carefully prepped a blanket in the basket as a cushion, and then the four of them carefully lifted me and slid it under me, so I stayed face down. They strapped me down, and then I was pulled out of the ditch..
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