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I awoke to the sound of crackling bacon in a pan on my oven, the smell of it filling my nostrils. I opened my eyes, straining them against the sunlight coming in through the windows. I looked around, Jean was still dressed in Janine's clothing and I could see her moving back and forth around the kitchen. I stood up, stretching my arms above my head, feeling the muscles in my lower back loosening.

"Good morning, sleepy head," Jean said, from the kitchen. "I hope you don't mind me starting breakfast up."

"Not at all. Want some coffee?" I asked, walking into the kitchen.

Jean turned to look at me with a smile. The sunlight reflecting off her auburn hair, "I've already got some making."

I smil...

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