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Susan lay still, her blue eyes locked on the glittering green. At Jill's seemingly casual words, her heart had begun to pound—Susan desperately hoped it was revulsion rather than anticipation that had aroused her body.

“Jill….

“Nuts. It's all for kicks, hon. I keep telling you kicks are the keystone of the Jill Garner philosophy. What does it matter how you get 'em, as long as nobody's hurt?”

“I suppose you have a point,” Susan said doubtfully.

“Give the lady a cigar,” Jill replied, tightening her grip on Susan's throat as she leaned down to kiss her again. As she took her face away, her hand slid down to cup Susan's right breast with the gentleness of a cuddling kitten. “You have a point, too. Two marvelous points, to be precise.”

Alicia Stranger

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