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They
arrived
in
20
minutes
with
the
cleavage
but
without
the
beer
.
"
That
son
-
of
-
a
-
bitch
,
"
said
Arlene
.
"
He
always
gave
it
to
us
before
.
This
time
he
seemed
scared
.
"
"
Fuck
him
,
"
said
Tammie
.
They
both
sat
down
and
announced
their
ages
.
"
I
’
m
32
,
"
said
Arlene
.
"
I
’
m
23
,
"
said
Tammie
.
"
Add
your
ages
together
,
"
I
said
,
"
and
you
’
ve
got
me
.
"
Arlene
’
s
hair
was
long
and
black
.
She
sat
in
the
chair
by
the
window
combing
her
hair
,
making
up
her
face
,
looking
into
a
large
silver
mirror
,
and
talking
.
She
was
obviously
high
on
pills
Tammie
had
a
near
-
perfect
body
and
long
natural
red
hair
.
She
was
on
pills
too
,
but
wasn
’
t
as
high
.
"
It
will
cost
you
$
100
for
a
piece
of
ass
,
"
Tammie
told
me
.
