He laid her on the table, so white clean and bare. His forehead wet with beads of sweat, he rubbed her here and there. He touched her neck and felt her breast and then drooling felt her thigh. The slit was wet and all was set he gave a joyous cry. The hole was wide, he looked inside, all was dark and murky. He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms
and then he stuffed the turkey.


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for gettin our hopes up
