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Girl s Best FriendChapter 5
Perhaps he'd known that all along too, if he'd wanted to face it, Gil thought, as he lay there unmoving beside the partially covered, sleeping form of his naked Jan. She slept open-mouthed in her drunken stupor, her luxuriant wealth of long, coal-black tresses fanned crazily over the silk of the pillow, her pleasing, firm breasts rising and falling in an even slow tempo with her breathing. Simply loving a man or woman was not enough... the goddamned word alone was too deceiving! Or was it...