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CHECK OUT SAMPLE MATURE STORY ".. slumping foam from yrs of wear, was on the left along the wall. Some bookcases lined the wall opposite the armchair, filled with books and bric-a-brac. What would you like to drink?" Kathy questioned. "Whatever you've got," Jorge said with a smile. "Very good place you have. Very luscious. How long have you lived here?" "Ooooooh," Jorge said as Kathy walked out of the kitchen and handed him a lager. Kathy sat next to him and Jorge started talking again. It was like Jorge had a slit on top of his head and someone had dropped a quarter down it. The only thing missing was the rattle as it fell down the raceway to the selection box. Kathy let him talk for about fifteen mins, until Jorge seemed to loosen up a bit. Jorge hadn't even reached for his ale. Then, while looking in his eyes, Kathy inched a bit closer to him across the cushion. A few mins later Kathy did it again. When would Jorge get the point? Thankfully, Jorge paused and took a sip from his glass. "Would you .."

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