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39 I Want You, But Not Like This
As Doris gradually awoke, she began to smell the mint fragrance that she associated with Westley. Then, when she opened her eyes, they confirmed her suspicion. For a moment, she stared blankly at Westley''s thin lips, and the longer she looked at him, the more attracted to him she felt. Wesley put his left arm under Doris's knees and wrapped his right arm around her waist, and she put her arms around the back of his neck. Then she pressed her hot lips on Wesley's. Doris felt like she was drowning, and she turned to Westley and looked at him in the way that one might look at a Life Buoy. Wesley frowned, and he stifled his male physiological response as Doris touched him and kissed him recklessly. He had never seen Doris like this, and a voice cried out in his mind – Get out of here!
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