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He sat on the edge of the bed again holding his head in both hands half hoping it was really Saturday and he could sleep a little longer. When he heard the shower, he knew it wasn’t Saturday and Becky was not waiting on him. Tony dragged his butt into the bathroom and stepped into the warm shower. He marveled how the recuperative powers of simple warm water seemed to bring him back to life. Becky was waiting with a sponge full of warm water and soap. She assaulted his body as a mother might do to her small son, and began washing him all over. She was fast and rough, so much so he wondered what she was thinking about. After she rinsed him off, he took the sponge and began at her feet. She reached down, grabbed the sponge and said, We don’t have time for that. I’ll do it. You’re done so get porngig.top out and dry off.” We don’t have time for what?’ he wondered. ‘You’re done so get out and dry off?’ That wasn’t like Becky, his sweet little girl. He wondered what she was thinking about. Obviously there was something on her mind. Tony dried off and began getting dressed. When he was done, he came out into the front room and found Becky fully dressed sitting at the table going over some paperwork.
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