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I had teased her mercilessly. Almost every hour I'd called her. I had just asked her if the sound of my voice still turned her on. She cleared her throat and in a quiet voice said that it did. I had her brush her fingertips over her nipples to make sure they were hard. She did and said they were. I smiled and hung up.

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She never had any concern about crying in front of Jason. To everybody else she would always smile, but Jason she'd always allowed to see her when she was hurt, as she was so badly now. He'd come over the moment she'd called, frowning disapprovingly as she had opened her front door for him and he had found her a mess of tears and tissues. Then he'd simply enveloped her in his arms and let her cry it out without even telling him why she was upset.

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