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Chapter 4
Soon enough we were at Maisie’s door. Clay went right in and was greeted by a large and loud woman who looked to be wearing every color possible. Clay hugged her and said, “Bath for me and my friend. Maisie, this is Roy. Roy, meet Maisie, who keeps Tombstone clean.” The woman issued a great laugh at this, then led us into a room where sat two tubs. She disappeared, and soon a fellow carrying buckets of hot water appeared, then another and another until tubs were filled. I caught all this from the corner of my eye as I was fixed on Clay stripping off. Of course my d**k was up and I didn’t care he’d see. I wanted him to know I was agreeable in all ways. His back was to me and I enjoyed sight of narrow hips and a bottom I wanted to get my hands on. But then he turned toward me and I saw his
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