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I have wondered if Nancy was watching, or for that matter, anyone else. I really don't know because I haven't seen or heard from her since the day the postcard arrived. And whether we're ever in touch again, I've decided I'm going back to lie on the picnic table again on the next warm weather day. I smile realizing we still haven't had our typical "Indian Summer" here in New England yet. It is a very nice autumn morning. Today might be that day.
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nervousone234over 7 years agoI think about sexual encounters when I hike in the woods all the time. This story is such a turn on, thanks.
