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She had fallen asleep while reading. Molly had warned her when she gave her the book that she should only read it in bed, alone.

"Look at the state it's in, it's been passed around all the girls and it's got like that through all those sticky fingers!"

Veronique now new what she meant. That book was hot! Not at all the thing to read at a nudist beach.

She knew that she had slept because she could still recall the fantastically erotic dream, inspired by the gang-bang scene she had just been reading. Every smallest detail recorded, each scene and feeling faithfully writtn down. It just had to be a recollection from experience.

Now she was half awake but had not yet opened her eyes and was still day-dreaming and fantasizing and getting as horney as hell!

What was the good? Charles was not here and wouldn't be the next three days.

(To be continued.)

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