Good Heavens!
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Loading ...The tensions of life were threatening to get a strangle hold on Bill, and after he’d finished a good dinner, he relaxed mindlessly in a soft chair next to the stereo, with a stiff drink in his hand. His wife knew nothing of his nervous state, and she climbed onto his lap with the thought of trying to wheedle a fur coat out of him, and snuggled and murmured and fondled.
“Good Heavens, Hillary,” he exploded, “Get off! I get enough of this at the office.”
