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The Storm on 10-03-2020 17:02:29

“What in heaven’s name are you doing out on a night like this?” Alison asked.

In yoga pants that tightly followed the developed curves of Alison’s young, athletic body, it took every ounce of George’s willpower to stop his eyes from devouring her.

“I saw the storm coming and thought I better get more gasoline for my generator and some bottled water. Before I got to town, the road had already washed out. I tried to get back home but my truck slid off the road and got stuck,” George explained.

Alison thought about the inappropriateness of a strange black man staying the night while her husband was away. But in good conscience, she could not refuse George lodging if the storm continued raging, and answered sympathetically, “Well you can’t go out with it storming like this. Let me take your jacket to dry.”

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