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Lady Lynxx is back with a new series! GARDEN OF EDEN – Part 3

Hey readers! Sorry that this took me a minute to get together – have just been busy as usual with other stuff. Will try not to be late with posting part 4 next week. Enjoy! – Lady Lynxx

Dorothy found it a strange irony that she had not once set foot in Darryl’s home. She was never allowed into that part of his life and for good reason. As she walked into the huge landscaped grounds and towards the Lee residence, Dorothy was deathly afraid of what Lucinda Lee would have to say to her. All she had mentioned over the phone was that they both had a “mutual interest”. Dorothy’s heart told her that being summoned to meet by Darryl’s mother that day had everything to do with Eden.

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She walked up to the door and didn’t need to knock before it was opened.

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“Uhh, I’m here to see Mrs Lee.” Said Dorothy to the maid.

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“Yes Miss Farmer, madam has been expecting you.” She replied with a warm smile. “I’ll take you into the sun room.”

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Dorothy looked around secretly as she was led into the Lee home and noted to herself that it looked like something out of the Architectural Digest. The so called “sun room” was a vast space that would put any of Kimora Lee Simmons’ cribs offerings to shame. The central feature of the room was a gigantic circular skylight of yellow and clear stained glass with a flower pattern going through it. Dorothy imagined that the room would be beautiful under the cover of the moonlight; all one had to do was look up and they could literally see the stars.

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The maid had only left her there for a few seconds before Lucinda walked into the room. It was more of a glide than a walk as she had been taught how to enter a room with grace many moons ago when she was a southern debutante. Dorothy stood up as she walked in as if Lucinda was a judge entering a court room.

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“Don’t worry my dear, sit. Sit down.” Lucinda said softly.

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Dorothy was somewhat taken aback by this as she hadn’t expected the old battleaxe to be nice. She then felt the sudden need to be En garde.

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“Thank you Mrs Lee.” Dorothy replied.

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“No, no, you’re in my home so no formalities. Call me Lucinda please.”

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Dorothy nodded and sat down gingerly. Her heart raced as she braced herself for what Darryl’s mother could possibly have to say to her. After a few seconds, Lucinda decided to put her out of her misery.

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“So what can I offer you Dorothy? I haven’t had a visitor your age in the house since Darryl was teenager.” Lucinda began. “Coke? Orange juice?”

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“Water’s fine ma’am…I mean Lucinda.”

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“Water it is then. I guess you’re wondering what was so important that I had to see you in person. Well you see it’s concerning my son Darryl – I understand that he used to be your Bible study teacher.”

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“Yes Lucinda, he was.”

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“Is that all he was to you Dorothy? I think you know what I’m getting at. You might be young but you are extremely smart. Much smarter than he is.”

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“I’m not sure what you mean ma’am.”

.“Dorothy, you don’t need to pretend to me. I know that my son has done a horrible thing – I know that he messed with you and he shouldn’t have. I also know that he’s still messing with you. But there’s something I really need to you be straight with me on. Is he your child’s father?”

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Dorothy’s throat went dry. She didn’t know what to say or what telling the truth would mean; frantic with panic, she couldn’t even speak.

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“Sweetheart, I’ve only called you here to help you in your situation. Just because my son is irresponsible does not mean that I will be. If your child does have the Lee family blood in her, then I must ensure that she is cared for and has the best education that money can buy. Please tell me the truth….”

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“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about Mrs Lee. I’m about to be married my fiancé Joe. He’s the father of my daughter.”

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“You don’t need to lie to me Dorothy…I honestly wouldn’t call you over here if I was just guessing or didn’t have any proof. Wasn’t he at your home a few days ago? Bold of him I think and knowing my son he will not stop until he gets what he wants. Your mom even caught him at your house – that’s a close call don’t you think? I mean I can’t imagine that your mom would allow him within 50 feet of you if she knew the truth. So what’s it’s gonna be….”

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“But how did you?” Dorothy gasped desperately.

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“We wealthy folk have our ways of knowing what is going on with people close to us.” Lucinda reasoned simply. “Anyway, that’s not what we’re here for. So he is the father?”

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“Umm…yeah…I think he is.”

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“You think?”

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“No, I’m pretty sure ma’am. I never had unprotected sex with Joe, but I did once with Darryl. He swore to me that he was careful, but when I got pregnant a month later I knew it was him.”

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Lucinda shook her head with a face of disappointment.

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“And you told that Joe boy that he was the father?”

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“He assumed that he was. He was so happy that I didn’t know how to tell him.”

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“Well I guess it can’t be easy to tell your boyfriend that you’re with child for your Bible study teacher who’s over thirty. But how long do you think you can keep this up before Joe discovers what you’ve done?”

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Dorothy shrugged. She hadn’t even thought further than the following year when she would hopefully start college. Lucinda took a sip from her teacup of peppermint tea and then looked at Dorothy thoughtfully. Since the poor girl hadn’t planned her future, she guessed she owed it to her by proxy to help out.

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“Look Dorothy, if my son is your child’s father like you say he is – and which I don’t for one moment doubt – then we have to make some smart decisions about the future and what you’re going to do. I know that I for one can’t stand by and watch my only grandchild grow up in some back-wood shack.”

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Lucinda noted Dorothy’s pained expression at her last comment and decided to do some damage control. In one quick motion, she perched her tiny frame next to Dorothy on the couch and gently held her smooth youthful hand.

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“I’m sorry about that – I didn’t mean to insult your home.” Lucinda said in a much softer voice. “It’s just that, if you knew what Darryl was really worth and how your child could be cared for, then you wouldn’t want to live in that house anymore. Please don’t take offence.”

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“It’s okay Lucinda; that just kinda hurt because my dad and Joe’s dad built that for us.” Dorothy replied and then sighed deeply. “So, are you gonna tell my folks about this? Do you wanna take Eden away or something?”

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“Oh no!” Lucinda exclaimed. “Heavens no. I would never dream of taking a child away from it’s mother. Eden is her name is it? A beautiful, yet unusual name. What I was actually thinking of was helping you and your future husband to have a fresh start, away from here. I’m prepared to send you to the university of your choice anywhere in the United States. You’ll have a full scholarship with your accommodation and living costs paid by the Lee foundation. Your school have reported that your grades – even with your pregnancy and all – are in the upper percentile of the entire state, so I’m predicting that you will be spoilt for choice with college offers. I’ll even arrange for Joe to be provided employment with one of the numerous companies that our family hold shares in if you like. What do you think?”

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Dorothy’s throat went dry once again. A full scholarship, all expenses paid? It seemed as if she was in a dream; she had been fully prepared to have to struggle with Joe and get a little help from her family to pay for her education. Now Lucinda was offering her a seemingly solid gold egg. She only hoped that it wasn’t just gilt.

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“Thank you so much ma’am…but why would you…what will I tell my parents?”

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“Don’t you worry sweetie, I’ve got it all figured out. I’ll call your parents once you leave today and invite them over for tea and cream cakes on Sunday afternoon after Church. I’ll speak to them about it then and then have them break it to you at home.”

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“But won’t they wonder why you’re doing it?”

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“Honey, you are the brightest young star in this small town; how could the Lee foundation not offer you a scholarship? After all, we are all about investing in the future. There are however, a few small caveats. Once you leave, you are not to knowingly try to see Darryl ever again. You are also not to let him know where you are going, when you will be leaving and finally, never to breathe a word to the authorities of what he did to you. I’ll have you sign an agreement to this of course with my attorney present. It’s really for your own good and his. I know that you don’t want to be molested again anymore than I want to see my son behind bars for statutory rape.”

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Lucinda moved back to her side of the room and took a final swig of her peppermint tea while waiting for Dorothy’s comeback.

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“I don’t know…I….”

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“What other options do you have dear? Stay in that shack with that poor young man? At least have the heart to give him a better life rather than have to chop wood trying to provide for a family that isn’t even technically his. I mean, I wonder how he would react were he to discover that you’ve been stringing him along all this time? Do you want to be labelled as the town slut?”

“No ma’am I don’t. It seems like I have no choice doesn’t it.”

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“Yes it does seem so.”

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“I’ll do it.” Dorothy said without reservation.

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“Good. You’re a smart girl like I said.” Lucinda beamed. “Oh and I’d like you to bring Eden round to see me sometime next week. I’ve been so looking forward to meeting her! In fact, now that I know she’s part of the Lee stock, I will set in motion arrangements for a trust to be made for her, which she will be able to access once she turns 21. We will also make provisions for her education of course.” She continued. “I was even thinking of sending you to live near my sister who lives in Boston – that is if you gain acceptance to Harvard.”

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“Thank you so much ma’am.” Dorothy replied and supposed that she should be grateful for the opportunity with which she was being presented.

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“Don’t mention it. Only doing my job…my late husband Jackson, God rest his soul, wouldn’t have expected me to do anything less.”

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It was only the chink of Lucinda’s tea cup being put back on its saucer that made Dorothy realise that she wasn’t dreaming.

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After the day’s work was over, Joe packed the chainsaws away as usual and loaded up the truck with the rest of their tools. He looked forward to going home from work of a lot more of late; there was his wife-to-be waiting for him at home with their beautiful daughter and a hot meal.

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Once Eden was asleep, which wouldn’t be long after he’d eaten dinner, he would finally be alone with his beautiful Dorothy. The thought of making love to her again thrilled him every single time. The only thing he had to admit was that he thought his fiancée was a bit of a prude. He had always treated her with respect and didn’t know how to broach the subject of being freakier in the bedroom with her. She had never attempted or even offered to give him a blow job. Similarly, she had not requested he perform oral sex on her either. He guessed that she was just trying to be a “good Christian woman” like the preacher always encouraged the women to be at church each Sunday. What’s a good Christian woman anyways? Joe thought to himself. He had no idea, but what he did know was that he didn’t want to get bored of Dorothy and cheat on her because of her bland sexual tastes. While he was still pondering upon all of this, his father Sam noticed his pensive face.

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“What’s eating ya son?” Sam asked soothingly. Even though he was a big grizzly hulk of a man that could rival Michael Clarke Duncan, Sam Williams’ voice was anything but. His smooth vocal tones could lull a baby to sleep and it was fabled that his velvety vocals were what wooed Joe’s mother Delphine decades back.

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“Aww, it’s nothin’ dad. Imma be okay.” Joe replied half-heartedly.

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“Come on son; maybe if you speak on it, you might feel a lot better about whatever it is.”

“Well it’s kinda personal.”

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“I’m ya daddy boy. Ain’t nothin’ you can tell me that I ain’t already did or done seed.”

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“Okay dad.” Joe sighed. “It’s about me and Dorothy. About our relations.”

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“In the bedroom? Why you’re still both young…there should not be a problem in that department yet.”

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“Well the thing is dad, she’s kinda…she kinda just lays there while I do my do. I know she’s a good girl and she ain’t sleep around or nothing like that and I love her for it; but I want us to do more stuff together.”

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“What kind of stuff? Be specific….”

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“Like you know, letting me put my finger in her or maybe even putting my thing in her mouth.”

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“You want your wife to give you head? That’s disgusting boy.” said Sam in mock horror, but quickly turned his face into a smile upon seeing Joe’s frightened expression. “I was just playing wit you son. Ain’t nothing wrong with you wanting to be a lil’ freaky in the bedroom with your woman. I mean you gotta be with her for damn near the rest of your life – it’s natural to wanna spice things up a little.”

.“But pop, I don’t know how to talk to her about it.” Joe replied in frustration. “She’s just so proper. In everything….”

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“Son, what exactly is there to talk about? Women love men of action; men who take what they want. I say just go for it and follow thru. Don’t stop unless you can see she’s uncomfortable or if she tells you she ain’t want it. Even then, you gotta break her in gently like a foal. You gotta show her how good you can make her feel.”

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“Uhh…I don’t know dad. I already feel like I’m hurting her when I go in. You know I got this curse between my legs from you dad.”

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“I’ve never met a woman who thought a big dick was a curse Joe. What you have is a problem with making your lady ready before you try to enter her. You gotta make her hot first – it’s called foreplay son.”

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“Fore what?”

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“Boy iz you dumb!? Make her wet enough and she can take all of you no problem. I mean didn’t you see a 7lb baby come out of her? And you think your dick can compete with Eden’s head?”

“Ok I see what you’re saying dad. I guess you got a point there.”

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“Then that’s your answer. Try and touch her a little downstairs and listen to her reactions; if you’re doing it right she’ll make sounds that will be music to your ears. Once she’s really relaxed then go for it, put your head where your finger was.”

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“And then what?”

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“Well I can’t give you a damn demonstration boy. Some things you gotta figure out for yaself, in fact there ain’t nothing wrong with asking her what she likes.”

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Joe nodded and jumped in the truck just before Sam started the ignition. As they drove along the road, he pondered upon what Dorothy would say if he took his father’s advice. Would she freak out? Would she say that he was nasty? By the time their vehicle eventually pulled up to the house, Joe had already decided that he would find out for himself.

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Dorothy thought to herself that Joe’s kisses seemed extra passionate that night. After Eden was put to sleep, they watched TV together for about an hour before he turned to her on their small two seater couch began to stick his tongue into her mouth. She noted that it felt nice and became even nicer when Joe fingered one of her nipples with his thumb. He kissed her for a few minutes more before pausing to look at her; Dorothy wasn’t sure what for, but the intent look of passion in his eyes was making her temperature rise. At that very moment, her dress felt like an obstruction to what her body wanted. She pulled him back down to her lips by his collar in desperation and then threw her head back when she felt his heart beat next to her chest once again.

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Her own heart then began to beat faster as she could feel his hand moving down to the skirt of her dress; she expected him to mount her soon after that as usual, but gasped as he reached his hand beyond her panties and stuck a finger in. Joe was very gentle – not rough and urgent like Darryl, which was what Dorothy was used to – but she still found her pleasure level rising. It was more of a slow burn than a hurried frenzy that caused her to shiver from the inside out.

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“Joe….” she whispered.

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“What’s the matter baby?” He replied with concern. “You want me to stop it?”

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“No, don’t stop. It feels good Joe; but how come you never did this to me before?”

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“I guess…I guess I thought you wouldn’t like it. You don’t even talk about stuff like that until I bring it up.”

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“Well my mama says that good women don’t talk about filthy things.”

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“Good thing your mama don’t live here then.” Joe chuckled. “Let’s go inside, I wanna do more stuff I never did to you before. Come on….”

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Dorothy let herself be led off by him and felt the distinct feeling that she was about to take part in something that she shouldn’t be doing much like she felt like when she was with Darryl. Joe threw his mud-soiled white t-shirt off and jeans before attending to her. She was standing by the iron bed-frame waiting in anticipation of what he would do next. Joe bent down to kiss her long fragrant neck as he peeled the dress off her and then her underwear. After that, he laid her on top of their covers and continued to kiss her as he put his hand back between her legs. Dorothy had never known the like – she could actually feel how intensely he loved her from his body heat and his mouth. The kisses then stopped for a moment when Joe turned his gaze downwards to see what he was doing and the effect it was having on Dorothy.

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She couldn’t help but to move her pelvis up and down as he rubbed her firmly in the right spot – Joe didn’t know but he was already leading her down a sensual path to a welcome release. He was just about to move his hand and switch positions when she stopped him and held his hand there.

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“Do you like that?” he asked.

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“Yeah Joe…it feels so good.” Dorothy managed.

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“Do you like this?” he ventured and then moved his head down to where his finger was like his dad had told him. He got a response as she grabbed his head firmly as he began to lick.

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“Oh God yeah!” Dorothy gasped. “Oh…oh yeah…umm…don’t stop, please don’t stop. Oh Da….”

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At that point she froze upon the realisation of what she had just said, but then breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that Joe didn’t seem to notice. He was so engrossed in what he what he was doing that he didn’t hear her almost call out another man’s name. Joe kept up the pressure of his tongue as she had asked – he was determined to hold on until something magical happened.

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Thankfully Dorothy didn’t keep him waiting too long before she reached her peak; he felt all warm and fuzzy inside as she climaxed while calling his name. Joe took his lips back up to her level and kissed her again before entering her. This time around, he didn’t feel as if he was hurting her at all. In fact he could swear that he could feel her body pulling him in. Joe realised at that point that they were not just having sex, but were making love; his heart raced as he got lost in the moment, there was no longer the fear of making her uncomfortable to worry about. When he arrived at his own orgasm, Joe felt as if a bolt of electricity had been shot through his body. After that, he knew there would be no other woman for him but Dorothy. No other woman on earth.

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As she began to drift off to sleep that night, Dorothy thought of what Lucinda Lee had offered and wasn’t sure if she could do it. Could she just up and leave Darryl just like that? Would she be able to walk away and never look back? Dorothy’s mind didn’t give an answer as she finally fell asleep.

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Joe had gone to the bathroom to empty his bladder before bed and came back into their room to find her snoozing away. She looked so peaceful and beautiful to him as she slept. He couldn’t help but to lean over and kiss her on the cheek lightly.

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“Umm…Darryl….” She said in her sleep.

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“No it’s Joe.” said Joe smiling. “Must be dreaming about Bible study again.” He reasoned with himself, and then switched off the lights without a second thought.

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© Lady Lynxx 2010

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