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She knew his appetite from many a homemade dinner and knew also that he had taken Bitch Vorsack’s comments to heart. Supper was spaghetti and Italian sausage that night. You won’t have a man’s lips near you, but you’ll eat out of his hand fast enough. “Annabel;” he moaned.
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