The dinner was stranger than she had ever anticipated. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. You will obey me out of common decency. "But trifle with mo no longer. I don’t care! I’m glad I did. Close upon this came another thought. Even Lucy’s bra and panties, the ubiquitous polyester underwire and matching cotton bikini briefs from Kmart, were gone.
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