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A Discovered Desire
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I received no answer to my usual knock. Perhaps she was sleeping. Our neighborhood was still one of those in which people rarely locked their doors so I turned the knob and let myself in. Her living room was empty so I headed to the bedroom, certain I would find her sleeping away her migraine. When I opened the bedroom door, though, I was hardly prepared for the sight that met my eyes.
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