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Epilogue

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The sun was bright in the clear blue sky of the mild May mid-morning. At the corner of a long city street next to a small coffee shop sat Mateus wearing a gray suit. Across from him was Cara, wearing a short green dress, heels, and a thick coat. Along the streets most people wore face masks. The couple sipped coffee, their dark sunglasses shielding their eyes from the morning sun. "Hello Cara, hi Mateus," said Marlon. He had a black mask on and his hair was shoulder length. "Marlon, it's been over a year," Cara said, standing up. She gave him a hug. “What’s the name of the girl that made you late?” Mateus asked, his arms out. Marlon held out his hand and Mateus shook it. “Uh… I was just drinking a bit with my roommates," he said. "Sorry about the time.” He removed his mask and took a sip of coffee. "It's alright. Sit and join us," Mateus said. They all took a seat. “How are you other than that?” “I’m ok,” he said after taking
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Chapter 14

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  The moon shone through the clear glass panels that made the entirety of the back wall of the house. The light dimly illuminated a showroom filled with sports cars and in the corner a small wine room. Marlon opened the door and came out with a bottle of wine and an opener.   He closed the door behind himself as he went to a king-sized bed sandwiched between the wine room and one of the shiny sports cars. Courtney was looking down with slightly red sclera around the blue irises of her eyes. He sat down, a couple feet from her, and screwed the opener into the cork. He began to pop it out, but the cork broke in half.  "Fuck!" he swore. He pushed the cork into the bottle until it popped in and wine spurted out. "Damnit." He took a slip. “Bleh,” he coughed. "Marlon " she said, "I'm sorry, I-" "Just drink," he said, handing her the wine bottle. She took a small sip before passing it back. She couldn’t taste the cork, but she
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Chapter 13

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A woman with blonde hair, beautifully styled and long, down to her chest got out of a car and pulled out her phone. “Thanks for the ride,” she said as she tapped into her phone. She put the slender device back into her purse. “No problem, please leave a good review.” She nodded and stepped into the hospital building. She was wearing large black sunglasses, a black knee length coat with fur lining and trim, a long white skirt, a gray sweater, and black boots. She followed signs to the ICU until she got to a line of people waiting to be checked in. She stood at the end, pulling her phone out again.  {Just got here. In a line to get inside} she texted her mother. {It’s room 461} was the response. It was a few minutes before she got to the front.  “Hello, how can I help you?” asked a man behind the desk. He had light brown skin, dark brown eyes, a blue jacket, a gray mustache and a clean shaven head. “I’m here to see my grandmother," she said. “What is her name?” “Addison Wyss.” “Alri
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Chapter 12

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Caitlyn grabbed a blue towel from a stack on top of a black minifridge and was cleaning her nubile cum-covered body. Across from her, both on their knees on a king size bed was Ashley with Marlon.  Ashley's pale skin contrasted with the caramel-colored skin of Marlon in front of her. He was holding her small round butt tightly. Ashley was still wearing a frilly camisole top, but nothing below her waist. "Are you ready to start Ashley?" The young man asked the woman in front of him. "Not yet Marlon. You need to clean your dick," she said looking down. “You still got Caity’s blood on you.” “Yeah.” A layer of dried blood had coated his large dark, half-hard phallus. "Caity, grab me a water bottle from the mini-fridge and a towel." "Sure," said the beautiful girl cleaning off her body. "Ashley where are my glasses? I can hardly see without them."  "Let me get them for you," she said. Marlon released Ashley’s ass. She grabbed a
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