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I awoke to the sun screaming in the window. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I noticed that I wasn’t in my own bed and I was surrounded by satin sheets the color of a creamsicle. My brain was a little fuzzy; I thought where am I? Then it came to me, the pleasant memory coming back to me in a rush. This was her apartment, her bedroom. Her being Kathleen Dormont, a local third grade teacher that I had been pressured by mutual friends into meeting for drinks and dinner. I smiled as I thought to...
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