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And Screwing Control

"Well I am. I acted in an opera when I was a child. Let's get back before they think we've run away."

She laughed harder, so hard she felt moisture in her eyes. "You acted in an opera? I can't imagine. Well I would gladly run away with that suite they gave me, especially in the bathtub." She was seeing a side of Ricky she had never envisioned, the side that she could just sit all day and listen to. He shut out an imagination of her in a bathtub and walked on, slowing down because he needed to hear her musical laughter again. 

"It wasn't my choice. It was either that or join my grandmother and sister to purchase girly things while they tied me up and experimented them on me. It was horrible, the memory embarrasses me"

That was when control left her, she held his shoulder for support and bent down laughing, throwing her purse in the process. He picked it up and dusted it for her, feeling smiles creep to his lips also. 

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