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It
was
bright
and
colorful
.
Roses
,
stems
,
leaves
,
curling
vines
.
It
looked
like
the
Garden
of
Eden
,
and
for
$
35
.
Tammie
looked
at
it
.
"
That
mattress
turns
me
on
.
I
want
to
break
it
in
.
I
want
to
be
the
first
woman
to
fuck
you
on
that
mattress
.
"
"
I
wonder
who
will
be
the
second
?
"
Tammie
walked
into
the
bathroom
.
There
was
a
silence
.
Then
I
heard
the
shower
.
I
put
on
fresh
sheets
and
pillow
cases
,
undressed
and
climbed
in
.
Tammie
came
out
,
young
and
wet
,
she
sparkled
.
Her
pubic
hair
was
the
same
color
as
the
hair
on
her
head
:
red
,
like
fire
.
She
paused
before
the
mirror
and
pulled
in
her
stomach
.
Those
huge
breasts
rose
toward
the
glass
.
I
could
see
her
,
back
and
front
,
simultaneously
.
She
walked
over
and
climbed
under
the
sheet
.
We
slowly
worked
into
it
.
We
got
into
it
,
all
that
red
hair
on
the
pillow
,
as
outside
the
sirens
howled
and
the
dogs
barked
.
Tammie
came
by
that
night
.
She
appeared
to
be
high
on
uppers
.
"
I
want
some
champagne
,
"
she
said
.
