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Red Harvest #12

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It was quickly established that Eileen would brook no monkey business. After her boss left the Thanksgiving office party unexpectedly early, bow-legged, face etched in pain, it was reliably rumoured that she had grabbed him by the nuts in reprisal for an indecent proposal, boldly demanding respect which, give her credit, she got instead of the sack.
She met Calley, a young Burt Reynolds type, son of the Logan farming dynasty, at a harvest festival; love and sexual attraction at first sight quickly escalated into a steamy relationship, strengthened by the mutual bond of rock music and 1960’s convertibles.

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