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Stanley returned with her bathrobe. “Wine,” she thought. Please?”
“You may.”
And he did. I really do want to please you.” and he knelt at the foot of the bed, and began to rub her feet. Stanley seemed not to notice, and went off to the bedroom. She didn’t think Stanly despised her fat belly. “Lower” and Stanley dutifully moved from her shoulders to her back. But now, lost in her own thoughts, she hadn’t been doing that.