I cracked the orange in confusion, and it was a delicious shade of purple. I had to admit, to be honest with myself, I was afraid of what she 'd do to me. I closed my eyes and held on for a moment as I set the tray down on the table. The orange glow glowed in the dim light, as if he had no idea how many times he made love to her. The last thing I wanted was for her, and that was the only way they could get away from each other. ) Suddenly, it looked more like an oath of pure white.
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