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FERTIG!!! Puh, das war vielleicht eine Konzentrationsübung... Aber ich freue mich, dass ich alle 33 Teile der deutschen Übersetzung aus den Trümmern des alten Forums retten konnte, damit die Arbeit des Übersetzers nicht verlorengeht. Bitte schimpft nicht, dass die folgenden englischen Originaltexte...

CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO: THE END Christine smiled tentatively at the woman standing in front of her, and the woman smiled back in kind. She allowed her gaze to move slowly along her body, taking note of small details she didn't ordinarily scrutinize. Let's start at the top, she thought. I like what she's...

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE: THE THINGS CHRIS DID Christine awoke and was greeted by a sharp twinge in her neck. She was unused to sleeping on the sofa. The nursing pads in her bra were sopping wet, despite the fact that she had crammed two into each cup before going to sleep a mere four hours before. She re...

CHAPTER SIXTY: THE LAST STRAW A quilt with squares consisting of every conceivable shade of green and criss-crossing geometrical shapes passed in slow review across Chris's vision. The quilt was a wrinkled one, shadows of the wrinkles cast by a low late afternoon sun introducing even more shades of...

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE: THE OTHER REUNION The get-together at Janine's apartment had broken up fairly early. Even though the subject of the Lac- Station's demise had not come up again after Chris had announced that she, too, would not be returning, the fact was that the only thing these five ladies had...

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT: THE REUNION Christine glanced again at the scrap of paper on the seat next to her, referring for the umpteenth time to the directions Janine had given her to her apartment. She looked up again just in time to catch the turnoff that would take her to Janine's complex. She cursed...

CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN: THE RETURN HOME Christine dropped her carry-on onto the pile of luggage that had gathered just inside the entrance to her apartment, and sighed heavily. The floral print dress she was wearing, a few souvenirs, some undeveloped photos in the camera, and some very unusual memorie...

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX: THE INTRUDER, PART TWO The young man's strength became even more apparent as with one arm he lifted Chris off his lap while with the other he quickly jerked down his pants, still in a sitting position. His hand cupped her pussy as it moved back up, and he got the sensation of his...

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE: THE INTRUDER, PART ONE Christine gasped at the sight of the young man standing in the entrance. He was close, barely three meters away. How could she not have heard him coming? Involuntarily her hands flew to cover her nakedness, but the resplendence of her ripe body could not b...

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR: THE CLEARING Christine stirred and began the process of returning to the world of the living. Though she was only now beginning to awaken, details began filtering in despite her closed eyelids. Judging from her seated position, she was still in the back seat of Edward's cab. She...