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“Oh, Larry,” giggled Ann Dolan as her new husband slipped his hand up the back of her loose dress. “David might be watching. Besides, the movers are still coming in and out of the house. You wouldn’t want to give them a private show, would you?”
Larry appeared not to hear her, although he did remove his hand from her buttocks. Turning her around, he brushed a kiss on her full, luscious lips as he held her curvaceous body tightly against his. The two movers, bringing their new couch into the living room, stood and watched the pair of newlyweds.
“Ahem, “said one of them. “Where would you like this thing?”
Ann looked up from her husband and pushed him away slightly,
“Just put it in the room here out of the way,” she said in a cheery voice. “We don’t quite know where we want everything. Is that the last of it?”
“Right, lady,” said the other mover, handing her a pad to sign. Larry took it from him, signed for the furniture and handed the pad back to him.
“Well, you two have fun in your new home,” said the first mover. “And let me be the first to welcome you to Cortland, New York.”
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.