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6:
November 15, 1996
Naomi & Amelie’s Residence, Birmingham MI

Naomi moaned softly as Tommie tenderly caressed her shoulder and left a trail of kisses on her collarbone. His fingers were fumbling with the clasp on her violet coloured bra when the phone began to drone annoyingly. As Tommie groaned in frustration, Naomi reached for the cordless phone on the nightstand.

“Hello? Hi Amelie. No you weren’t interrupting anything. Lunch today? So you got everything worked out? And the other party agreed? You’re amazing! Okay, I’ll see you then. Bye.” As soon as she replaced the phone into its cradle, Tommie pinned her to the bed and continued to kiss her on the neck. All of a sudden, she resisted his advances. “I don’t think I have any protection,” she whined as she reached her hand over his naked chest to search in her dresser drawer. She retrieved the empty box and waved it in front of his face. “Sorry Tommie, let’s continue this tonight when we have the proper protection.”

“Yes ma’am. But you know it’s going to be hard to wait until tonight. I haven’t seen you in a month, which means we haven’t made love for a month. I miss you,” Tommie complained as he recalled his month of difficulty without her.

“I know, but we have a whole month together, and that time can be spent any way you want,” she cheerily beamed, as she pulled a black lace tank top over her head. Tommie sighed exasperatedly, and then dramatically fell backwards onto her bed.

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