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I
reached
down
and
grabbed
Tanya
’
s
head
and
forced
my
cock
into
the
center
of
her
skull
.
When
she
came
out
of
the
bathroom
I
had
two
drinks
ready
.
Tanya
took
a
sip
and
looked
at
me
.
"
You
liked
it
,
didn
’
t
you
?
I
could
tell
.
"
"
You
’
re
right
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
like
symphony
music
?
"
"
Folk
-
rock
,
"
she
said
.
I
went
over
to
the
radio
,
moved
it
to
160
,
turned
it
on
,
turned
it
up
.
We
were
there
.
I
took
Tanya
to
the
airport
the
next
afternoon
.
We
had
a
drink
in
the
same
bar
.
The
high
-
yellow
wasn
’
t
around
;
all
that
leg
was
with
somebody
else
.
"
I
’
ll
write
you
,
"
said
Tanya
.
"
All
right
.
"
"
Do
you
think
I
’
m
a
chippy
?
"
"
No
.
You
love
sex
and
there
’
s
nothing
wrong
with
that
.
"
