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“Nice Ass,” I teased and Christy turned to face us.“Stop it,” Christy smiled, “Stop talking about my ass.”“I was just saying how nice yo...r ass is, babe, isn’t it James?” I teased.“Stop it you’re embarrassing him,” Christy smiled.“How?” I asked, “I’m just saying that you have a nice Ass, doesn't she, James?”Christy looked at James and he smiled.“Pay no attention to him, James,” Christy smiled as she walked and sat next to James.“I was only asking his opinion,” I joked and Christy threw a cushion. “Yep. I need a shower before we go out.”“Want help washing your back.”“That kind of help won’t help! I’ll be back down here in an hour. Be ready then.”Jack rolled his eyes. “An hour?” How in the world anybody took an hour to shower and dress was beyond him?“An hour! Of course, I could always throw on an old sweat suit and sneakers if you’re in a hurry.” Jessica headed up the stairs, sure what the answer would be to that idea.It was fifty-five minutes later that Jessica reappeared in the living. More

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