Conflicting Traditions Chapter Two: Dinner and Delicacies

“Judy…” “Yes, Nick?” “Don’t you think you’ve forgotten something?” Judy thought it over as her fiancé had pinned her against one of the walls not far from their bedroom. She fidgeted, hands held behind her back as her legs...

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