Chapter Thirteen (1)
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They ate lunch together in The Precipice lounge. Shannon across from her at the roadside diner style booth. It's like a dream, she thought. A car hop wearing roller skates took their order. Margaret searched and found the thumbnail sized indigo triangle with the radiant sunbeams on the girl's uniform where a polo pony might have been, before ordering a triple chocolate threat sundae with a bowl of maraschino cherries on the side. And to Hell with anyone who didn't like to see a grown woman eat dessert for lunch.
Shannon Japan ordered a T-bone steak and a fruit smoothie. After they had fucked she walked up with him to his room so he could change. He made a point of having her wait outside in the hall while he put on a clean leotard, the kind professi...
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