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Requiem For A Stripper #235

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I got to Jen Ann's around 7 p.m. I could smell food cooking. I didn't have the heart to tell her I'd already eaten dinner, so when she opened the door I took a sniff and said, "Mmm! Something smells good!"

"That's me," she said, kissing me on the cheek. "20 dollar perfume."

"Worth every penny. But I was actually talking about food."

"I know, silly. It's a chicken casserole. My mom's recipe."

"Well, your mom apparently knew how to produce beautiful girls and good smelling casseroles!"

I walked with her back to the kitchen and sat at the table...

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    Neville Hunt 9 months ago

    What a smoothy you are Jake Randolph!

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