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Pinching and tweaking the ridges, the whole area, the river of passion, riding the waves to....
Then June heard “Uhummmm,” come from the door frame. She was startled, then realized it was Ward. Ward, in his commanding voice, intoned, “Starting without me, June?”
With a non-guilty look, she said, “It has been too long, Ward.”
“Well, we will have to punish you for being so bad.”

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Read the rest of The Cleavers in Consent Magazine Issue #19 Autumn 2003