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I muttered something like, Just a joke, but by then, Frank was kissing my neck and reaching inside my blouse

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. The Breakfast Club, as we came to call it, met from time to time, while we were stationed together, always on Sunday morning. Jelly filled pastries were the norm along with mimosas

Public

. . As far as I could see across the meadow were row upon row of wooden stocks