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Chapter 7 Deborah put the kettle on and was only just pouring two coffees when she heard John’s car on the driveway. She was back in the living room, handing a cup to Martin when John came through the door. ‘I’ll have one of those two, thanks Deb?’ John threw his keys down on the coffee table, walked over and kissed his wife, smelling the aroma of sex that drifted off her body. ‘Had a good time, darling?’ he asked his wife. ‘Yes John … yes, we did.’ John turned to Martin, ‘So what did you two get up to while I was gone?’ ‘We screwed each other silly for hours on end,’ said Martin with a cheeky grin at John. ‘What?’ screamed Deborah, ‘John, we didn’t!’ acting out her part well, but wondering why Martin would say that to John. ‘Unless Martin was in on John’s whole plan,’ pondered Deborah. ‘No John, sorry to disappoint, we just had a long game of Monopoly, all night long. Such a shame, would have preferred my first answer. Deb’s such a great girl!’ ‘She sure is,’ said John, his arm.

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