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Subject: {ASSM} Opening Karen 3 (Mf, Ff, inc, con)
Date: Sat, 14 Apr 2001 00:10:04 -0400
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OPENING KAREN

Part 3

I woke during the night, each time a bed warm body curling around
mine. Front or back I was being loved in my sleep. Dawn came to 
accompany me, letting me see my bedmates. Gail turned toward me.
Her breasts on my back. She curled her knees under me, The little
shield of her pubic hair tickles me, her arm crosses me, slides 
down from my throat to my crotch, cupping my sex, keeping me 
warm. I cannot remember being loved so much.


Uncle Paul, facing me, opened his eyes. Looked at me then licked
my nose, making me giggle. He smiled. I leaned forward a little,
mouth slightly open and kissed him. While his whiskers scraped my
face, his tongue entered my mouth playing with mine. His morning
breath and rough whiskers couldn't put me off trying to please
him. He explored my mouth gently, nibbling and licking my lips,
chin cheeks, tongue again. Daringly I pushed into his mouth,
tasted his tongue, felt his teeth sharp and hard, needing
cleaning. So did mine. He cupped my face in his hand.


"Can we do it again?" I asked quietly. He smiled "Whenever you
want to my Precious, whenever you want to." A sound behind me,
Gail waking. She lifted herself on an arm, looking at Uncle Paul
and me. "Morning Darling" my uncle greeted her. She peered at him
through tousled hair. "Hummmp" Gail was not a morning person, she
lay down again. Snuggling up to my back again, so warm and
comfortable. I too slept again. We didn't stir as Paul got up
with Rae, made and ate breakfast and went to the campsite's play
area, swings and sandpits called.


I woke again. Lying on my back, looking up at the ceiling. Gail
had woken before me. My head resting on her arm. She turned onto
her side, toward me. "Hi Precious, how are you feeling?" "Ummmm"
I stretched, arms above my head. "Hello Gail, Ohh I feel sooooo
good." She smiled. Then to my surprise she too kissed me. Her
skin so soft against mine, her tongue butterfly soft in my mouth.
Her hair dropping onto my face, brushing against me, tickling in
the most sensual way. So different from the way her husband
kissed. Paul kissed ME, Gail and I kissed each other, together.
Paul came through from the kitchen carrying three cups of tea.
"Rae's with the camp kids club until 12 so we've a couple of
hours of peace"


"Join us Darling" Gail said then lowered her mouth to my breast.
The heat of her mouth burned my nipple as she sucked and nibbled
on my budding chest. I watched Uncle Paul as he undressed,
revealing his hard body to me. Finally his erect cock sprung out
from his underpants. Gail travelled down my chest. Her tongue
dipped into my navel, round and round, sucking and biting. Fires
started in my groin. Paul took a foot in each hand, massaging
them, dipping his mouth to suck on my big toe. How could such a
simple thing cause such sensations to run up my legs directly to
my vagina, firing my cunt into wetness. The other foot received
the same treatment. My legs were being reduced to wet string,
Paul's attention to my toe's, Gail's tongue now sliding over my
slit driving me, lifting, heating me. My skin burning with my
desire. Paul, hands on my knees, parted my legs, wide. Opening me
for Gail. She parted my lips and her tongue pressed into me, so
hard, so hot. She found my clitoris now poking out from it's
protective hood, hard hot waiting for her. Her lips fastened to
it, sucked it, bit it, drew it into her mouth. I thrust my cunt
into her face trying to push more of myself into her hot mouth. I
felt Paul's weight on the bed between my legs. Gail moved aside,
Paul taking her place. I watched as Gail guided his cock into me.
I welcomed him into my arms, into my legs, into my cunt, into my
mouth. I wrapped myself around him, trying to make us one body,
pressing my face against his chest, driving myself into him. Paul
raised himself to gain greater penetration, I hung from him,
swung from him, my slight frame nothing compared to his passion.
He used my weight against me starting a rhythmic swing that drove
me further and further onto his rigid cock. I took his nipple
into my mouth sucked, bit, sucked again. He gasped, his cock
grew, widened, lengthened, and hitting my cervix for the first
time. I grunted with the pain, he thrust again, pain turned to
pleasure driving me toward my climax. We dropped to the bed.
Hands gripped mine, pulling my arms above my head, pinning me.
Faster he thrust, faster harder hotter. Our sweat mingled, our
panting breath mixed, re-breathed tasting him in the air,
smelling his ardour, hearing his heart beating against my ear,
pounding into my soul. With a cry I came. Fighting against the
hands holding mine, my body arched, lifting him into the air.
Coldness sweeping under me as my back and buttocks left the
mattress. Holding his whole weight on top of me. We fell back
down. I inhaled a huge breath, after holding my breath for so
long my body crying for oxygen, spots before my eyes. I gasped,
again, again. Paul withdrew, I looked down at him wanting his
seed in me. As he grasped his cock in hand he came, shooting his
cum over my body, droplets hit my face, neck, breasts, stomach.
Another spurt on my breasts, stomach, pooling in my navel. Gail
released my hands and crawled down my body. Pausing to lower a
nipple to my lips. Using her hands to spread the cooling cum over
my body as I sucked on her breast. She slid down lower, sucking
and licking on me. Drinking the come pooled in my navel. Lower,
head down between my legs, at my now gaping cunt. Sucking Paul's
taste from my hole and pressing our bodies together, rubbing the
sticky white cream into our skin. She positioned her cunt above
my face legs wide spread, I knew she wanted me to do for her what
she had done, and was now doing again, for me. I lifted my head
and extended my tongue, pressing it into her. She was wet, open,
waiting, wanting. I pressed my lips over her slit and used my
tongue on her. Dipping into her hole, licking her clit. Feeling
her jump as I tongue the hard bud. I transferred my attention to
her clit sucking biting pulling teasing. She tensed gripped my
head with her thighs and a flood of her juices filled my mouth. I
swallowed the salty, musty, woman come. Then another assault on
my clit. I came again, felt Gail sucking, licking and swallowing
my own juices.


We relaxed. I rested my head, my neck sore, unaccustomed to being
in that position. I lay looking between Gail's parted legs
examining her sex. I could feel her breath on mine, as she too
lay relaxing and looking. A few minutes passed then Gail lifted
off me. Our skins stuck together with Paul's dried cum. We lay as
Paul kissed us both and went to start the shower running. I went
for my shower first. Paul washed me completely, from hair to toes
and every fold of skin in between. I KNEW I was clean when he
finished. This treatment cost a kiss. I wrapped my arms around
his neck and pressed my naked wet body against his. I tried to
kiss him as he kissed me. Taking charge, pressing forward with
tongue and crotch. I started the kiss but he took over and
finished it. He had far more experience than I, and I loved him
for it. Gail took her turn and was also washed as I dried myself.
She too, held her arms high while he washed her breasts and
chest, lifted a leg onto his shoulder as he washed her cunt. She
too paid with a deep kiss naked and wet. Paul shooed us out of
the bathroom while he showered. He said he wanted some peace. I
think that he had been keeping an eye on the time and didn't want
us to be late for Rae leaving the play club. In the kitchen I
found my panties, shorts and tee shirt. Ironed and ready for me.
I dressed then told Gail I was going to get Rae. Before I could
get out of the door Paul stopped me, Lifted my tee shirt baring
my chest. He put his lips to each nipple and sucked. They
responded hardening and growing. Paul smiled, and lowered my tee
shirt. My nipples prominent through the thin cloth. I started to
run toward the play club, stumbling, nearly falling as I felt the
flashes from my nipples as the cloth rubbed the hardened tips,
keeping them excited. I ran again exulting in these feelings. As
I met Rae I noticed that the play club girl looked at me
strangely, staring at my chest with a smile on her lips. This too
excited me, knowing that she KNEW I was sexually excited. I took
Rae back to the caravan, a wetness growing between my legs.


That afternoon we returned to Studland beach. The sun warmed us
as we played. I spread sun cream on to Uncle Paul, taking the
opportunity to examine a his body. His strong back fascinated me,
but his cock and testicles made me excited, hot, wet. He lay legs
slightly parted while I massaged the cream into his sex. Gail
also asked for sun cream. Her skin so much different from her
husband's, softer more yielding, gentler, just as she was. On
both I found their body hair fascinating. The fine down on Gail's
arms and legs, the harsher pubic triangles. Uncle Paul's chest
hair, dark and curly, arms and legs the hair there softer but
manly. Finally I called Rae over and applied sun cream to her.
Baby soft, wriggling and giggling. Button nosed and pert bottom.
Tiny vulva and labia so sweet, good enough to eat. I lay down
before these thoughts could progress any further.


I slept for a while. Paul and Gail setting out our lunch. I 
joined them, sitting cross legged by the table cloth. Rae 
squirmed into my lap, wanting her mum's lap but mine would
do. She lay her head against my chest, I didn't have the p
adding there that she was used to. We ate slowly enjoying 
the family, talking, joking, making sensual comments, 
suggestions, requests. Nothing forbidden, nothing refused. Rae,
fed now, lay back into me seeking warmth and comfort. Her head 
turned, mouth seeking a nipple, finding mine. Her sucking came as
a shock to me. She drew so much into her mouth, trapping the teat
between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Painful yet so
sensual, exciting. "Gail, Gail she's trying to feed from me" I
said. Both looked at their daughter's mouth working on my breast.
"Don't worry my Precious, It isn't hurting is it?" "Well a
little, but . . ." "But what Precious?" "It feels good as well.
She's getting me excited." "Excited?" "Yes - excited, randy."
"OOHHHH, That's OK, I ALWAYS got randy when I was feeding her"
Rae still suckled. "Don't try to pull her off, that will hurt."
Gail eased her little finger in between Rae's mouth and my
breast, lifted and broke the vacuum that held the child  onto my
breast. Rae smacked her lips a couple of times then slept in my
arms. "Do you want me to take her?" "It's alright Gail, she's
sleeping now, I'll be fine." They sat back I rubbed my used teat,
"My nipples are getting a workout this week" I said. I couldn't
believe how forward and daring I had just been, what would they
think of me. Nothing but an ungrateful brat I shouldn't wonder.
"Would you like us to stop?" Gail asked with a smile. "OH NO oh
please NO I didn't mean . . . I'm sorry, I shouldn't have . . ."
By now I was babbling, crying. Gail took Rae from me and gave her
to Paul, he started walking along the beach. Gail held me tight,
my tears running down her breasts. I calmed. "What's wrong my
Precious?" How do you explain the change in life styles, stress
levels. My mum had a hard life, with little money. She was
strict. I tried to explain. I think my words said more than I
realised. Gail knew what her sister was like, was capable of. She
comforted me and we talked. She finally convinced me that I
haven't done anything wrong. I could make jokes with them, was
supposed to make jokes with them. And make a noise, be untidy, be
late back, miss a shower, use make up, use too much make up,
listen to pop music - loud, drop crockery, tear papers & clothes,
look at boys, go out with boys, KISS boys (or girls if I was that
way inclined). In short I was supposed to be an 11-year-old girl,
not a 35-year-old widow in morning. She gave me strict
instructions to do whatever I wanted to do, whenever I wanted to
do it. She put  40:00 into my short's pocket. I now had money to
spend as I wished. She didn't even want it back. It was mine. I
knew what I wanted. But didn't know how to go about getting them.
Paul came back, sat down as though nothing had happened. He had
found an Ice-cream van and brought us one each. Rae was already
eating hers. Paul gave us ours. Paul ate his with a spoon. Then
he started to flick ice cream at me. The first blob struck my
shoulder, cold and surprising, "Heh!" I exclaimed. "What?" mister
innocence replied. "You threw ice cream at me." "Meeee, Would I."
I glared at him. Rae giggled. Gail maintained her poise. Splat!
This time right on my left tit! "Gail could I use a spoon to eat
my ice cream with please" I asked, treating him with the contempt
he so obviously deserved. Gail passed me a teaspoon "There you
are Precious." "Thank you." I too ate with a spoon. Splot!
"Aaaahhhh!!!" he got me right between my legs. Rae was laughing
openly now, Gail was having trouble maintaining a straight face.
Only mister innocence denied that any thing had happened. Taking
his lead. I waited until Paul's attention was diverted then
flicked a glob of ice cream at him. It hit his forehead and
started to dribble down his nose. He affected not to notice.
Again I flicked, this time a larger glob. Bulls eye! Or rather
Paul's cock. Open warfare was now declared. We both openly
flicked ice cream at each other, covering ourselves in the sticky
goo. Gail still maintained her poise, a lady at the seaside,
while Paul and I rolled on the sand daubing each other
everywhere. Sand sticking to our whole bodies. Finally we had no
more ice cream to fight with. We were both covered in sticky sand
and were laughing out loud. Gail looked at us disapprovingly,
winked when I looked at her, then suggested that we might wish to
wash all that sand and ice cream (ice cream indeed!) off.
Incidentally she was also wondering when her husband was going to
grow up?


Paul growled at me, picked me up and ran toward the sea, I lay in
his arms screaming, delight and terror, a breathless rush of fun.
Running straight into the water he dived with me still in his
arms, clutching his neck. I clung onto him as he swam under the
waves. My legs laying alongside his, his arms giving powerful
strokes to drive us both forward. I was thrilled with the rush of
water along my body. We broke surface. "Want to do that again?"
Gleefully I nodded. He counted as we breathed together "3, 2, 1 -
In HOLD". Again I was dragged under the water. Deeper and deeper.
My body lay against his feeling the muscles flow as he swam,
effortlessly carrying me with him. The sand between our bodies
was scraping against our skins, exciting me. His cock hardened
between our bellies. His legs scissoring between mine, pressing
against my vulva. Again we surfaced. I was raised up by the
water, no longer being dragged by him but floating with him. I
felt his cock nudge against my entrance. "Fuck me" I asked.
Opening my legs wide to accept him. A thrust and he entered me.
The water had washed off most of our lubricating fluid and I felt
a little pain, but I was too far into sex to take notice of these
minor inconveniences. He thrust again, again. "Ready" he said,
"3, 2, 1 - In HOLD". He dove again I was carried along impaled on
his cock. Revelling in the power of this man. As he swam, I felt
rapid hard thrusts inside me, driving me forward, driving me
crazy with the pressure on my clitoris. My lungs were burning
with the need to breath, when I came. Crying out into the water,
into the air. Surfacing again. Sobbing onto Paul's shoulder. He
waited. One more time he dived. I lay against him washed with
mini orgasms, my tender clit being pummelled, tormented. A blast
of heat exploded into me, filling me, as he came. Our stiff
bodies gliding through the water, satisfied. This time when we
surfaced, Paul lay on his back, lifting me out of the water, and
swam back to the beach. He withdrew before we got back to my
wading depth. We kissed and parted. Holding hands we walked back
to Gail.


Before we got there we heard voices. Another family had joined
Gail and Rae. Paul knew them and introduced me. (I felt a little
self-conscious meeting these new people while I was naked. The
fact that we were all nude didn't seem to help.) Samantha (Sam)
and Jerry with Sarah (VERY pregnant) and James. As Sarah was
about my age we started to talk together. She looked over to
Paul. "He's a dish isn't he. What's he like?" "Like?" I didn't
know what she meant. "You know, what's he like to fuck?" I
coloured embarrassed by such a personal question. She shouldn't
even be thinking that Paul and I had sex together. "I don't know"
I said quite primly. She looked around and seeing that no-one was
looking reached between my legs, scooped something from my labia,
and held it for me to see. It was Paul's semen. She smiled and
liked it off her fingers. "Ummm, as good as ever" she said. "Now
what's he like to fuck". We delved into giggling girl talk. She
told me that her father, Jerry, was the father of her child. She
had been sleeping with her parents for nearly 18 months now. Sam
and Jerry had always wanted three children and when Sam gave
birth to James, complications meant that she had to have a
hysterectomy. When Sarah found out about their desire for a third
child, she offered to have it for them. After all, she wouldn't
really be losing her baby, she would be gaining a sister and a
pair of lovers. We talked for seemingly ages, before they had to
leave. I felt the baby move and tried to hear its heartbeat, but
couldn't We made our goodbyes, as Sarah kissed me her hand slid
between my legs again, scooped another load of semen (this time
from within me) and swallowed it down. "I love this stuff" she
said.


Shortly afterward we left the beach. Gail kept looking at me 
expectantly. My mind was on Sarah and her baby, she seemed so
happy. The colour drained from my face. "I wondered when you were
going to think about babies," Gail said. "Oh Gail" I said, "I
haven't taken any protection or any thing. I could be pregnant
couldn't I" I thought of what my mother would say - I couldn't
contemplate what would happen. I would be thrown out at least.
She had told me that so often. "You get pregnant, don't bother
coming home" she'd say "You'll be out of the door with only the
clothes on your back". Gail's arm came around my shoulders. "You
don't think we would chance something like that do you?" she
asked. "Paul had a vasectomy years ago. He's quite safe and so
are you." I relaxed again. Though it took some time for my heart
to calm.


Making tea was fun. Entering the caravan Gail had stripped and
started to prepare a salad. Uncle Paul had a quick shower, I
showered while he dried himself. Paul took over the food while
Gail showered. Rae was left playing. She would be showered just
before bed. 3 year olds are dirt magnets. I joined my uncle and
helped him layout the table and the butter some bread. Like
yesterday hands floated over bodies at random and whenever
convenient. I too joined in fully in this entertainment. Freely
feeling Gail's breasts and vagina followed by Paul's cock and
arse. I too felt hands over me and enjoyed the sensual feelings
they generated. Eating was a lazy fun time. We ate slowly,
talking of everything and nothing, feeding each other and being
fed. Rae ate quickly and started to fidget and moan. I put her to
my breast and she sucked contentedly, wanting the comfort rather
than the milk. She slept contented. Gail and Paul cleared the
dishes while I took Rae into the shower. I sat with her in my lap
still sucking, and washed her. The water running over her skin
must have triggered something because she pissed onto my lap,
then followed that with a soft shit before settling back down
into my lap to rub the whole mess into us both. I had to carry
her shit to the toilet before I could one handedly wash us both
down. She never woke at all during this shower. Detaching her
from my breast I dried her then laid her to sleep in her bed. She
looked like an angel ('who has just shat on me' came an unbidden
thought).


As the evening had got chilly Paul had lit the gas fire and we 
lay together in front of it, sharing the warmth and its
comforting glow in the gathering dark. As Paul lay on his back,
Gail kissing him, I layout on my front and moved down to look
closely at his cock. Previously I had only seen it flacid, now it
was erect. This strange organ which changed so much and could
make me feel so good fascinated me. I grasped it close to the
base, feeling the soft skin covering the hardness within, silk
and steel I thought. Gail's hand covered mine and slowly moved
the skin up and down. I continued the movement when she released
my hand. "Taste this" she said as she ran her finger over the
crown, spreading his pre-come. I took her finger in my mouth and
licked her finger clean. The musty salty taste excited me. Gail
opened her mouth and took the crown into her mouth. Showing me as
she licked and sucked away. She tried to push her tongue into the
pee hole, I could feel Paul's excitement throbbing through his
veins. "Take him into your mouth" she told me. I moved over his
cock and lowered my mouth. The size of his cock took me be
surprise, the hardness thrilled me. Gail told me where to lick,
when to suck. I could feel Paul's balls tighten against my fingers. 
"He's getting close to coming now" she warned me."Hold
your lips just on the ridge of the crown and stroke him a little
faster." Again her hand covered my forcing me faster and faster.
"Swallow it if you can but don't worry if it comes too fast for
you." I bobbed my head up and down, pushing my tight lips over
the sensitive ridge and back, waiting for his seed. He came,
semen shooting to the back of my throat, I was prepared and
caught the first rush, the second, swallowing hard, more came,
swallowing again then only dry thrusts into my mouth. I swallowed
again. I was surprised that I almost didn't have time to taste
his come. Everything happened so quickly. "Well done Precious"
Gail praised "well done." She kissed me, her tongue exploring my
mouth for any remaining come.


"Now" she said "We can do it again, only as Paul's just come,
we'll be able to take our time and enjoy ourselves sucking and
playing with his cock." I looked down at him. His cock was now a
shrivelled ghost of it's former self. "Take it all into your
mouth" Gail whispered to me. I did. I could easily get the whole
of Paul's flaccid cock into my mouth, my nose pressing against
his belly, his pubic hairs tickling me. "Use your mouth as a cunt
and fuck him" Gail said. I did, slowly raising and lowering
myself onto him, my lips sealed around his shaft my tongue
licking every millimetre of him. Gail's head dipped down next to
mine and I watched her take a testicle into her mouth, sucking on
it. I heard Paul groan and knew that this excited him. Releasing
his cock I too sucked on his other testicle pulling it into my
mouth. We lay cheek to cheek his balls in our mouths, sucking on
him. Gail pointed to his cock and I saw it was stiffening. I
quickly sank back down on his cock and started sucking, licking,
waiting. Waiting for him to grow within me. He did, slowly at
first then quickly. The length of his cock forced me to raise my
head on his ever-growing pole. I couldn't take it all in. Gail
showed that she could though. She bobbed her head down on him
once, twice, three times then her head sank all the way down to
bury her nose into his pubic hair. All of his cock in her mouth
and throat. I saw her throat bulge a little and knew that she had
swallowed him. I placed my hands on her neck and felt Paul's cock
moving in and out. "How do you do that" I asked her. "I pretend
it's just a large piece of sausage and just swallow it down" she
answered. I tried this but was unable to get him into my throat
with out gagging. It would be many years before I learned that
trick. "Now my Precious, we're going to play a little game" Gail
told me. "You're going to suck Paul and make him come in your
mouth, and I'm going to give you a little spanking." Knowing my
mothers 'little' spankings I wasn't sure that I wanted to do
this, but decided that so far I had nothing but love and support
from both Gail and Paul. If Gail now wanted to spank me I would
let her. It wasn't as if I'd never been spanked before, or caned,
or strapped. Gail came round behind me and sat on my lower legs.
"Give me your hands a moment" she said. With Paul's cock still in
my mouth I did, stretching my hands back down my body toward her.
Gail grasped both wrists and quickly tied them behind my back.
"No using your hands to make him come quicker" she said "mouth
only, so off you go." I lay with my head on Paul's belly. It was
too much of a strain for me to raise my mouth directly over his
cock as I had been doing before. So I rocked my head using my
mouth as a cunt to fuck him. SLAP. The first smack came as a
surprise. It wasn't hard but it warmed my ass cheek. I started
sucking harder and moving faster. Paul had come at least four
times today so I knew he wasn't going to be quick. I pushed his
foreskin back with my lips and worked on his ultra sensitive
crown with my teeth. I pushed my small tongue into his pee hole,
far further than Gail's larger tongue would go. SLAP. This time
the other cheek. Then I felt a hand push between my calves. Gail
was masturbating while she smacked me. If I could tell which hand
was between her legs, and my calves, I would know which cheek
would be slapped next. I didn't believe that she would just
alternate the slaps, hitting each cheek one after the other.
Paul's cock grew harder as he watched 'the game'. This was
turning him on I realised. Perhaps I wouldn't be hit too much
after all. SLAP. SLAP. Two very quickly. I concentrated on my
calves, felt Gail's hand withdraw, then the same hand came back
again. I was sure of that. The back of her hand was still warm
from the last time. I squirmed and sucked on Paul's cock trying
with everything that I knew (not very much I'm afraid) to make
him come quickly. SLAP. I was right, the right cheek. Gail's hand
withdrew and the other took it's place (back of the hand was
cooler). I sucked and fucked on the cock in my mouth, then SLAP.
Again I was correct, the left cheek. Then I felt Paul's cock
harden, thrust and spurt into my mouth. Gail also saw Paul's
reaction to our efforts and started smacking me faster (though no
harder) I remembered what Gail had said. "You're going to suck
Paul and make him come in your mouth..." I knew I had to keep all
of Paul's semen in my mouth. I could swallow it but not spill it.
It was harder this time. My restrictive position, Gail smacking
me, and my inexperience all combined to make this one of the
hardest tasks I had ever done. Still as each jet of come shot
into my mouth I sucked and swallowed. I bucked under Gail's
smacks, my mouth jerking on his cock, which made Paul come faster, 
I swallowed a little faster and soon I had done it. I had 
swallowed all of his come, without spilling a drop. Gail rolled
me over examined my lips for signs of spillage, kissed me deeply
her tongue again searching for Paul's come in my mouth, finding
none. Then she kissed me again, gentler. She gently parted my
legs and knelt between them, then without warning she dove onto
my cunt, sucking and licking biting and pulling. I hadn't
realised just how close to orgasm I was. I rocketed into my
climax, flooding her mouth with my fluids and squeezing her with
my thighs as I cried my way through my orgasm.


Going to bed we slept. I was satisfied, if only my life was like
this holiday. Tomorrow we would leave. I would go home and Uncle
Paul and Gail would fly to America for 4 weeks on business.


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