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Now they waited, shivering, bare as they were found, chained at the neck to one of the infernal contraptions the Dungeonmaster kept in his lair for us... on such luckless transgressors as themselves. As the two girls awaited questioning, they strained across the slanting punishment rack, whispering to each other urgently, trying to get their storys straight. The clank of the dungeon door sent them swiftly back down onto their knees as they had been left. It they had dared lock up, they would have. ” She went to the bathroom down the guest hallway, coming back in a long sleeping T-shirt. She’d evidently had them from when she was staying with Allie when I was out of town on business. She climbed right back into my lap. We fell asleep like that. Me holding her and rocking, and humming.It was dark out. I was jostled. “Charlie, bed. We fell asleep on the couch.” She pulled me up and took me down the hall to bed. She put me in on my side, covered me and kissed me softly again. Her kisses were. More

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