Sylvester and his fiancée

Sylvester poured himself a drink and settled into his favorite armchair, replaying the events of the night in his mind. Just as he was beginning to relax, he heard a familiar knock on the door.

He knew who was knocking. It was Vanessa, his fiancée. He had invited her to come over. She knew all about...

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