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"Hey, baby, wanta smoke a joint?"
"Sure that sounds very nice."
Walking from the living room he took Julie's hand and led
her to the bedroom. There they sat back on the bed, and Jay
produced the joint which he lit and took a draw before passing
it.
"Do you want to sleep here or in your room?"
"Well, it might not look proper if I were to be here in the
morning."
"Yes, I agree; after we blow the joint it would be better if
you return to your own room. Before you go, put your ear right
next to my mouth." As she came close, he whispered, "You're
beautiful, and little darling, you're loved." They held each other,
and kissed passionately caressing each other's body.
"See you in the morning, baby. Good night."
"Good night."
Julie lay in her bed; she was ecstatic. It was as though
all of her dreams had come true. For now she knew that all her
ideas had been right. This was the man, the man she would live
with. She would have his baby.
Jay lay looking up at the ceiling. Hadn't it been the
greatest evening of his life? He loved the way this girl felt --
the touch of her skin. The air around her, she was beautiful.
Jay had just fallen asleep when the phone rang.
"Hey, man, what time do we start?"
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