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"Surprise," she thought. Home at last. Home where she belonged. Sauntering silently, Fiery red hair reflecting in the gloom. "Drunk," she thought. Mistake, big one. Mistake he won't know. Undressing silently, Hot red and slinky, her undies came off last. "Bed," she thought. Kiss him now. Kiss him long and hard. Slipping in silently, Finding wet, red crimson staining all the sheets. "God," she thought. What I did. What I did to him? Grab the gun silently, Flashing red in the dark, falling at his side.
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