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Eager To Bed BunnyNeither of us can handle a car when drunk. As you said, you are the chauffeur." That evening there was an argument with Claudia. He tried to kiss her but she pushed him off. When he passed a hand along the exploding flesh of her buttocks she slapped him hard, on the face. Surprised, he asked for a reason. "You want to sleep with that fat, middle-aged woman, I know it!" There was no use in pursuing such nonsense. Hugh went to shower and upon emerging found some packages on his bed. He swiftly unwrapped them; he snapped strings and removed tissue paper and beautiful, expensive things spilled out of the opened boxes. He stared, unbelieving. Somebody was playing Santa Claus at the wrong time of year. There was a dark-blue knitted blazer with genuine silver buttons. Another box offered three white silk shirts with wide-spread collars. Against a background of flimsy tissue lay several club-striped neckties. Across the bed were two pairs of gray linen slacks. When Hugh picked up a heavy oblong box he found two pairs of calf-skinned loafers, one black, the other pair dark brown ...» |
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