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I was reading my story starting back at chapter one to make sure I
kept everything in line with the previous chapters as I worked on the
next chapter of the story when I noticed several errors. I also found
several things I felt I should have expanded on or just didn't like
after further review. My grammar isn't the best either but I have made
several changes and tried to clean it up and am pretty happy with the
results so here is a revised and updated version of Chapter One of
this story I will go through and update all the Chapters and repost
them as I continue working on Chapter 29. As always I hope someone
finds this story entertaining and if you do please drop me an E-mail
and let me know.

notmystory@kc.rr.com

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Warning:

This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following
story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of
explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset
you, DO NOT read any further.  If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT
read it.


This is a copyrighted work.  Copyright by Not My Story.  Reposting
or any other use of it is strictly prohibited without the express,
written permission of the author, except that it may be posted as part of a
review or posted to a free-access, noncommercial archive sites.
Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious.  Any resemblance to anyone,
either alive or dead, is purely coincidental.


'Everybody Loves Raymond' is syndicated and (C) to King World
Studios West Inc.  Usage of the characters here is in no way reflective of the
real show or the actors in it, and in now way intended to undermine their
values.


Thanks to Ted E.  Bear again for taking time to edit, proof read
and contributed to this story.  Thanks.


Please! Send me your comments!
notmyst...@kc.rr.com


(Note to readers after doing some research on-line I have narrowed
down that
in the Second season the Debra character is supposed to be somewhere
between
33-35 years of age so I am basing this story in that time frame FYI.)


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Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife


Chapter 2

Three months had past since Debra had entered the nightmare that was
now her life she hadn't heard a thing from her blackmailers since
finding herself at home that Sunday afternoon. She had spent those
months in a state of fear always looking over her shoulder afraid
someone would be there always afraid someone from that weekend would
come up to her while she was out with the family. The worst part was
her memory of that weekend was so scrambled and foggy she couldn't
even be sure what her blackmailers looked like. For the first few
weeks every strange man she saw at a stop light in their car, on the
street or in the store she thought she recognized as one of her
assailants. She would constantly break down in tears and anguish sick
to her stomach at what she had done, fearing for the worst, that the
other shoe would drop and her life as she knew it would come crashing
down around her. But as more weeks past things had almost got back to
normal, she would still find herself waking up at night dripping with
sweat from her nightmares.  Dreaming of being raped and ravaged it was
as if she could feel the many strange cocks forcing their way into her
womanhood or the vile hands of strangers mauling at her body. She
would awaken in her own bed Ray sleeping like a rock next to her and
lay there for hours awake and strangely aroused by the evil dreams.
She would find her hands moving over her chest or crotch as she tried
to get back to sleep but had to consciously stop herself from
pleasuring herself as she thought back over her abuse.

She knew that first Sunday night when she woke up at home it was only
a matter of time before that other shoe would drop and she knew she
couldn't allow herself to be so easily tricked and used as she had the
last time. She spent every day telling herself she would never again
give into her blackmailer's demands no matter what. She tried to
assure herself that she would be strong if she was ever confronted by
them again, she had to put a stop to things now and hope she could
keep some part of the life she loved so much after the bastards had
finished destroying it. She had to stand up to them for herself and
for her family.

Debra cursed at herself under her breath as she drove once again to
the same motel room as she had months ago. What had happened to her
resolve her nerves her strength she keep telling herself just to turn
around and go home even as she made the last turn onto the street
where the motel was. She couldn't bring herself to turn around but did
pull over to the side of the road just a block from the hotel as she
tried to steady herself and find the strength to continue. She took a
moment and several deep breaths assuring herself she would make it
through this, she just had to tell them it was over, try to gain the
upper hand or in the worst case scenario just make sure she left
without being abducted as before. She had hoped to recognize one of
her blackmailers and turn the tables on the men, maybe she could get
back all the photos and videos if she played her cards right if not
maybe just scare the SOB's off she had her cell phone and 911 on the
speed dial she would call the police if she had to but wouldn't be
forced into doing anything against her will again. She kept telling
herself she was strong she would make it through this as she finally
started back to the motel in just seconds she was pulling into the
parking lot the fear in her stomach overwhelming.

Six weeks ago Debra had received a letter informing her she had won a
one week spa getaway to an exclusive resort in upstate New York.
According to the letter her husband Ray had entered her name into the
drawing by purchasing a raffle ticket for a local charity. She was
excited but skeptical it sounded too good to be true. When Ray came
home she asked him about it and sure enough he had the raffle ticket
stub still in his wallet. Debra knew there had to be a catch and after
calling the number on the letter her suspicions had been confirmed.
Yes she was entitled to a five day all expense paid stay at the
exclusive resort but the offer was only good Monday thru Friday and
the offer was only good when there was an available opening in the
next ninety days. After further discussion with the young lady on the
phone Debra found out there was only one week with an opening six
weeks later.

Although she wanted to go very badly she couldn't convince Ray to
watch the kids while she was gone. She even tried to seduce him into
doing it but had no luck. She tried to tell him how she would come
back and be all made up for him after a week at a spa, but he still
wouldn't bite. A few days later when she checked the mail she found
Ray had received an invitation to play golf at one of Florida's finest
courses for free and she saw her chance. As soon as he got home Debra
again tried to talk him into letting her go on her little vacation but
again he whined and cried about having to be alone with the kids, how
he had to work. That's when she let him see his invitation to the golf
course dropping it in his lap. Immediately she saw his mouth water at
the thought of playing on the exclusive greens.

"To bad I can't spare you either, I mean I need your help around here
with the kids and everything." She said smugly as his eyes shot open
at her words.

"No, No this is different Debra this is, well its work. It's my job to
take this trip." He began

"Sorry Ray you're just to valuable around her to go off on some
golfing trip the kids need their father here." She told him rewording
all the excuses he had used on her just days ago.

"No, No the kids will be fine I mean the hardly see me now..." He
started to say before realizing his mistake

"You Idiot!" She shot back at him and gave him her most hateful glare

"I... I mean..." He began to babble

"What? What do you mean Ray? If you can't see the irony I'm sorry but
what's good for the goose is good for the gander Ray!" She yelled

"Look I didn't mean you couldn't go I meant, you know the kids would
miss their mother. Yea that's it." He said as he tried to salvage his
situation.

"NO! No that's not what you meant YOU MEANT YOU COULDN'T LET YOUR
SLAVE GO! That's what you meant Ray. I mean if I had a week of
relaxation and pampering at that beauty spa where I could enjoy myself
and take a break then you might have to get off your butt and do some
work around her. You might have to cook your children a dinner or who
knows check their homework! OH my god you're an..." she trailed off
angrily as her husband cowered under her verbal onslaught.

"No, no I never meant you couldn't go, I mean I want you to go it
might be fun to have the kids here alone with me." He said almost
reluctantly

"So you're saying you'd watch the kids while I was gone Ray?" she
asked in a less hostile voice.

"Yes, yea I'm looking forward to it." He said aloud then "I might live
a little longer" he added under his breath.

Glaring at him she said "Well I guess we could spare you for a few
days while you play a little golf."

It was settled Ray was set to go golfing the week after she got back
from the resort. Then she got the call the Thursday before her trip,
it was a voice she recognized and almost hung-up on. It was her
blackmailer telling her to be at the same motel as before Sunday at
7:00 pm. She tried to explain to him she couldn't but he told her to
be there. Mustering her courage she said "No I can't" and hung up the
phone.

An hour later there was a loud knock on the front door, when Debra
answered it she discovered no one there but did find a package on the
steps. Entering the house she examined the package the only label on
it said "Open Immediately" locking the front door and placing the
chain over it she went to the kitchen and did the same to that door.
She then took the package upstairs to the bedroom and opened it.

Inside the package was a video tape and a letter. She opened the
letter and read. The letter read simply "Watch the tape NOW be sure to
catch the end." She loaded the tape in the bedrooms VCR her hands
shaking and pressed play.

The image on the screen looked old and it took her several minutes to
recognize the place on the tape. It was one of the Frat houses from
her college. She remembered going to a party there years ago with her
old boyfriend Nick. God had she got dunk at that party she had drank
several Martini's and smoked a joint with Nick. He'd had to take her
back to her apartment after she had passed out that night. The video
showed a person walking through a crowd at that same Fraternity party
as she recognized several of the decoration asking several of the guys
if they wanted in on the train. Debra recognized several of the
students on the tape and several that the person on the tape invited
for this train.

She tried to remember the night at that party as the tape played on
but only drew a blank she had been really wasted. Finally the person
entered a door and walking down a flight of steps as the camera
followed him. Entering a large room in the basement the camera showed
the scene of a mattress in the center of the room surrounded by a
group of students. That's when the person being filmed spoke up again.

"Hey quiet down everybody quiet down. Okay for this month's
entertainment we have Nick here to thank." he said pointing as the
camera followed his finger to Debra's Nick. "He's brought us a young
junior from our school who we've all seen around the halls and now we
are going to see a lot more of her." He stated as the camera panned
over to a door just as it opened a large football player carried a
much younger and unconscious Debra to the bed. "Debra here is a hoping
to be a therapist someday and I suggest we all get a little treatment
from her now." He said to the cheers of his fellow students as someone
pulled the blouse off Debra's unconscious body.

She sat in disbelief as she watched the video continue within a minute
she had been stripped completely naked it started with Nick climbing
on top of her naked body and ramming into her precious mound. The
camera work was shaky to say the least but she watched unable to look
away from the screen or move as the video continued. Nick was followed
by the guy who had done all the talking but he was not the last. Debra
watched in shocked horror as one after another her fellow students
raped her on the bed. She saw several of her old classmates from the
video on the tape. People with whom she had been in study groups and
classes with even after that night. How could they she wondered, and
how could she not have known. Mercifully the group finished with her
but not before 17 different men had used her body for their
gratification. The scene finally faded to black as someone called out
"Let's get this slut cleaned up."

Thinking it was over Debra stood to remove the awful tape from the
machine. As she stepped up to the VCR another scene appeared on the
screen. It was a video of her having a drink at a bar with a man at
least twice her age. She was wearing her red dress the one that drove
Ray nuts. This was clearly a tape of her activities from over three
months ago. The scene then cut to one of her in a hotel room with the
same old man. She heard him ask if 200 was enough to which she replied
"Oh yes" the couple then began to kiss as the old man groped her body.
Debra watched in shock as she proceeded to undress and then pleasure
the old man to his disgusting grunts of joy. She watched the scene
thru her tears. It had just been a horrible nightmare until she saw
the images on the screen the foggy memory now confirmed to be factual.
The senior citizen finished his time with her and leaving two one
hundred dollar bills on the nightstand he left the nude Mrs. Barone
still gasping on the bed.

As the picture again faded to black the phone rang.

Hitting the eject button on the VCR Debra walked to the side of the
bed and picked up the phone but said nothing.

After several seconds of silence Marie Barone spoke "Hello. Hello is
anybody there?" she asked

"Yes Marie I'm sorry I'm here uh is there something I can, I mean what
can I do for you?" Debra said

"Oh Hello Dear, did I wake you? Frank and I just got worried about
you. We were bringing over some of my things for next week for when I
am watching the children and all the doors were locked but your car
was still there." Marie said

Normally Debra would be furious that Ray was going to use his mother
to do something he had told her he would but after just watching the
video she could care less. That's when the call waiting beeped in.

"uh Yeah Marie I was just taking a nap sorry I missed you look the
other line just beeped can I let you go." Debra said

"Sure Dear we were just worried about you but we should have known you
were just sle..." Debra clicked the phone over in the middle of
another of Marie's cheap shots.

"Hello" she said into the phone grateful to be off the phone with
Marie.

"Have you watched the tape yet?" Her blackmailer asked on the other
end.

"Uh no not yet." She lied

"Liar." The voice said "interesting content I have one here for your
mother-in-law and another special one here for your brother-in-law the
cop. I wonder if he would really arrest his brother's wife for
prostitution or not?" the voice said.

"No! No please don't!" she cried into the receiver

"Look you leave me no choice you don't want to work with me so" he
left the thought out there

"You can't." She said "I was unconscious they should all be charged
with rape anyway." She said desperate for a way out.

"Maybe so but the statute of limitations was up years ago. The only
crime anyone can be charged for on that tape is you for prostitution
and I got tape of you with plenty of other geezers to go with it each
one of them paying your whoring ass for a roll in the sack." The voice
informed her. She wasn't sure if he was telling the truth about the
statute of limitations or not but why would he send her a tape if it
could incriminate anyone else of a crime.

"So what do you want from me?" She pleaded

"I told you. Be at the motel Sunday at 7:00 or else perhaps you'd like
the number for a good criminal and divorce lawyer Mrs. Barone." He
told her coldly

"I would but I've already made plans to be out of town I can't make it
then." She cried "Please can't you make it some other time? Please?"
she begged

"No I am afraid not Mrs. Barone so can I expect you or shall I make
other plans?" he asked cruelly

"Fine I'll be there. Okay, don't do anything with those pictures
okay." She cried

"Good I am glad you're being reasonable Mrs. Barone I look forward to
your visit Sunday." The blackmailer told her calmly

"Look you have to give me those pictures back" she started to say as
she heard a click on the line. "I have to get those picture back okay
this is the last time alright?" she cried as the phone clicked over to
a dial tone

Now here she was standing outside the hotel room it was about 2
minutes till 7:00 and she didn't know if she could go through with
this or not. She closed her eyes as almost mechanically she reached
out for the door. She opened her eyes reminding herself not to enter
the room no matter what. She kept telling herself that in her mind
over and over again. Her shaking hand touching the door she knocked
three times timidly. She was sweating both from nervousness and also
from the fact she was wearing 3 shirts two sweaters and a coat, jeans
and two pair of sweatpants. Ray had even commented on her layered look
before she left the house an hour ago. Kissing her goodbye for the
week he had asked if the heater in the car was broke. She laughed at
him telling him she thought she was coming down with something.
Thinking nothing more of it he and the children said their goodbyes
and wished her a goodtime.

"Good I am glad to see you could make it Mrs. Barone." A voice said
from behind her "Are your bags in the car Mrs. Barone?"

"My bag's?" she asked confused turning to see her blackmailer for the
first real time.

"Yes for your trip out of town this week. You're still taking the
trip." Her blackmailer said to her. Unsure if it was a question or not
she decided she had no choice but to answer.

"Yes." She said as calmly as possible

"Good well get them out of your car on our way out. Come on." He said
ushering her back in the direction of the steps.

Her purse still dangling over her shoulder the cell phone opened in
her sweaty hand her finger still on the speed dial ready to call the
police at any moment she followed the man down the stairs  very
confused to the parking lot. She was shocked to see someone behind the
wheel of her car with the engine running while another man had just
closed the trunk after removing her suitcases from it. She was
escorted over to a large SUV  and ushered to set in the back she
watched in shock as her car was pulled into a boxed trailer. Now
seated in the SUV she watched as the back door of the trailer was
closed and any sign of her car at the hotel disappeared.

"Hey wait! What the hell is going on? What the hell is he doing with
my car?" she said just then realizing she hadn't gone into the motel
room but was now just as trapped in the back of the SUV as she tried
futiley to open the rear door.

"Don't worry we just didn't want anyone to see it while you're gone
after all your supposed to be spending the week upstate we can't have
you car parked at this motel where someone you know might see it can
we?' her blackmailer said smugly looking back at her from the front
passenger seat.

"What?" Debra said caught off guard by all sudden changes none of what
was happening was going as she had played it out in her mind. She
looked around for an escape when she remembered the cell phone in her
hand.

"Let me out right now or I call the cops I just came to settle this
thing I'm not your slave or whatever the hell you planning let me go
and leave me the hell alone." She said with all the strength she could
muster.

"Really." Her blackmailer said obviously ready for any attempt she
made to back out. "Call the fucking cops it's been three months and
you're the one doing all the whoring on these tapes." he said holding
up three video cassettes. "You sure don't look drugged on them and you
know it. They could check your blood or hair but it to late they won't
find any signs of drugs. But you call the fucking cops tell 'em to met
us at your place well deliver these tapes and all these pictures to
your hubby and his family together." He said dropping the tapes and
pulling up a good sized box overflowing with obscene photo's from
Debra's college days. He waited a few seconds and his two co-
conspirators opened the back end of the SUV to load Debra's suitcases.

"Well go ahead and call them and well head to your place or GIVE ME
THAT DAMN PHONE RIGHT NOW!" he shouted angrily at her. His angry
outburst almost scared her into hitting the send button and calling
the police but her fear got the better of her and she found herself
handing him the phone almost as if she had no choice and was acting
against her conscious will.

The two other men climbed in the SUV and the group drove away.

In an hour they had arrived at the Newark airport where they hopped a
plane to Reno. The rules had been explained to Debra clearly in the
SUV. She was to do everything she was told without question or
hesitations or else everyone including her children would be watching
Mommies new videos. Debra found herself in Reno at 9:00 local time.
The group was picked up by a fourth man who drove them to a local
club. Debra still wearing all her clothes and coat was sweating like a
politician on Election Day. As she was escorted directly through the
club and into the hotel connected with it, she saw several young girls
in the club there performing dances on the stage and in cages dangling
from the ceiling wearing almost nothing and in some cases only paint
to the cheering crowds of men.

Once in her room she was left alone for the better part of an hour. A
quick check on the phone confirmed it was not working and the door had
been locked from the outside locking her in. she had stripped down to
only a single shirt and her jeans as soon as she finished inspecting
the room and determined there was no escape. She had taken mental note
of the mirrors above the bed and lining the adjacent wall. She lay on
the bed crying hysterically until the door to her room opened.

One of her blackmailers opened the door and walked in unannounced no
one had said anything to her since they had boarded the plane back in
Newark. He took a quick look around her room not even paying attention
to her lying on the bed. He picked up the clothes she had taken off
and sat on a chair and tossed them into the hall through the still
open door. He then turned his attention to her.

"Take off the rest." He told her casually as he stood at the foot of
the bed.

She stared up at him like a deer caught in the headlights of an
oncoming car. An angry look from him was sufficient to snap her out of
her glaze however and she slowly stood up. She looked around the room
as another of her blackmailers entered the room carrying her suitcases
she looked at him then the first man seeing no other choice in the
matter she slowly lifted her shirt from her body. She held onto the
shirt as she slowly undid the buttons on her jeans. Looking back at
the two men she saw no mercy and slowly wriggled the jeans from her
hips. Now holding the jeans and the shirt in one hand she reached
around with her other hand and unclasped her bra. After sliding the
bra reluctantly down her arms she brought it and her other now removed
clothing to her chest covering her heaving breast.

She looked at the two men as if hoping this would be enough but from
the looks on their faces she knew it would not. With one hand holding
her clothes to her chest she used the other to slide her panties down
her legs. Once she had stepped out of both legs of the panties she
quickly brought that hand back up to cover her crotch.

Now that she was totally naked the man standing at the foot of the bed
extended his hand obviously wanting her clothes. Slowly, reluctantly
she reached out and gave up her clothes to the man. He again tossed
them into the hall as he had her others.

Debra Barone stood in front of the two men holding one arm over her
chest the other hand covering her crotch as the men looked on calmly.
The third blackmailer entered the room and took a seat next to the
second. That's when the first one spoke "Give me a blow job Mrs.
Barone." He ordered. Looking fearfully at the other two men she bent
down and began to unzip his pants. "On your knees Mrs. Barone don't
you know how to give a guy a blow job?" He said.

Biting her lip Debra Barone dropped to her knees next she reached out
and undid the man's zipper. Reaching in she pulled his cock free and
not wanting to see it quickly slipped it into her mouth. She was
disgusted by what she was being forced to do but just tried to think
of her children and Ray as she bobbed up and down on the male organ in
her mouth. After a while her jaw began to ache as she moved up and
down over his member. It seemed like an eternity before he told her to
get on the bed on her hands and knees. She slowly stood and climbed on
the bed. As she positioned herself on the bed as ordered a fourth man
entered the room it was the man who had picked them up at the airport.
He walked immediately to her face and dropping his pants he presented
his semi-erect cock to her. She looked up at him as if to ask for
forgiveness but then knowing what was required of her she took his
cock into her mouth and began to suck. After establishing a rhythm she
felt the bed sink as someone climbed on from behind her. Turning her
head while still sucking the cock she tried to see who it was. But
unable to move her head far enough around she felt the tip of a cock
press against her cunt's lips without seeing it's owners face. It took
several painful jabs before the cock found its mark but she could do
nothing to help as she felt her hair grabbed and balled into a fist
the man in her mouth began to force her deeper down his cock's shaft.

Soon she was rocking back and forth between the two cocks as the men
pleasured themselves with her tiny body. Next she found herself the
center of a sandwich as she was pulled over on top of one cock and
another was pressed into her ass. She cried out in pain as the duo
found there rhythm but it did nothing to stop there violent thrust
into her. Finally one of the men who had been seated walked up and
presented his cock to her for a blowjob. She found it torturous but
slowly began to suck his cock as now all three of her bodies holes
where filled with cock. After a few moments the man in her ass pulled
free and moved to her face as the man she had been sucking moved out
of the way. She now found a cock fresh from her ass presented to her
mouth to suck. Disgusted she turned her head away from the slimy tool
but a pinch of her nipple and a slap on her ass was all it took to get
her attention. Closing her eyes and frowning she held her mouth open
as the cock was slipped inside. She tried to avoid letting the cock
touch her mouth or tongue. Another pinch of the nipple and orders to
suck it quickly put an end to her efforts of avoidance and she lowered
her lips to the cock and began to suck the foul cock as directed.
Again she felt a presence at her ass as she rode the cock in her cunt
and again she found all three holes stuffed without mercy.

She couldn't begin to describe the taste of the cock in her mouth and
when it shot its spunk deep into her bowels she thought she would
vomit. But even as she struggled to hold in her bile she found herself
flipped while a whole cock was still buried in her ass. Flipped over
and now looking up at the mirrored ceiling she lay with one dick
buried in her ass as the man who had been fucking her cunt climbed to
her face, took a handful of hair and forced his member into her mouth.
It took only seconds before he emptied his semen into her mouth and
moved off the bed. The forth man then climbed between her legs and
promptly stuck his dry cock into her well stretched cunt. Now again
being pounded in both her nether holes Debra began to huff and
whimper. The man on top then began sucking her nipples violently as he
rammed into her.

Both men finally erupted the man in her ass first, once finished he
kept stroking in and out until the man in her cunt was finished with
her. The men then left without saying another word, she laid and cried
for the next several hours finally falling asleep.

Monday morning found Debra Barone lying naked with cum dried on her
thighs and cheeks from the night before. It had been bad enough to
have these things done to her while she was drugged or unconscious but
to have to suffer through such indignities while still conscious and
aware was far worse. She pulled herself from the bed unsure of the
time and showered for an hour. Wearing a towel she examined her
suitcases hoping to find something to wear but instead she found them
empty. She then waited for the men to come and get her.

It didn't take long, they came to get her and get her they did. Again
she was used by the quartet of men before she was allowed to eat a
full breakfast and then clean up and finally given some clothes. The
outfit was rather bland and not unlike something she would normally
wear. After making the expectations of her behavior clear and
reminding her of what noncompliance meant the  men then took her to a
salon nearby where she was given a manicure, pedicure had her hair was
done up most beautifully, then much to her discomfort her entire body
was waxed. The technicians waxed her legs, Underarms, upper lip and
chin as well as waxing clean what little hair was left on her crotch.
The make-up applied to her face was put on thick and left little doubt
as to the men's plans for her. She was taken back to her room where
she was stripped and one of the men glued pasties over her nipples.
The swathe of cloth she was given as a skirt barely covered her
assets.

She was then led to a giant steel cage, the cage looked like a giant
bird cage and was about three foot in diameter as she was locked
inside one of the men told her. "Be sure you dance well out there babe
you're not exactly the youngest they've seen but you still need to do
some business."

Within minutes Debra found her cage descending thru the ceiling of the
club below. Seeing other girls in similar cages gyrating to the music
she took their lead and began to move to the music. She danced for an
hour to the cheers of the men around her and breathed a giant sigh of
relief as finally her cage was raised back through the ceiling and she
was finally able to stop dancing.

She was released from the cage by a total stranger who looked like her
worked for the hotel and lead to room with soft lights and loud music.
The hotel worker left never saying a word to her when a voice came
over the speakers in the room. Someone told her "Be sure and work your
client well and make sure he wears a rubber." before the speaker
crackled and the room was again flooded with music.

Her solitude was broken when a man she recognized from the dance floor
entered the room a strip of three condoms in pinched between his
fingers. Debra Barone bit her lip as the tall smiling jerk of a man
rubbed the palms of his hand together as if he was about to dig in to
thanksgiving dinner while a smile showed his yellow teeth to her for
the first time.

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