’ ‘Wait!’ Leaning forward, Hilary tapped on the panel. Thanksgiving Day morning, Shari woke Lucy a half an hour before the sounding of the alarm. She also knew that he was the type who would not make a single physical overture until she pushed the correct buttons. “I look older. She thought me— filthy. Lucy sighed, finding it odd to switch roles as she had over the past weeks. The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors, growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied.
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