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             "I can read your mind, too," she said, smiling up at 
              him, thinking ... You're not even my husband. 
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             ... It's ridiculous! he thought. It smells so good! Don't 
              give me that shit! Just wrap me in that pussy, Rrrgh-arf! 
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             ... I think you're right, Linda Davis thought, leaning back 
              with a wry smile. Don't take shit from anyone. 
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             All 
              over! 
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