"Years had past, but when they danced, a lingering sense of tension remained. Slipping time had done nothing to diminish the memory of that night of debauchery. What started as a routine game of Bridge amongst friends, spun out of control as the couples, fueled by a bottomless martini carafe, began entertaining games of a wholly unholy sort. Suprisingly it was Jane, more apt to call parties to a close, who on this night tickled the erotic sensibilities of the group. Her wicked mood lead to an upturned table and fifteen minutes of unbridled passion. Sated, they rose to their feet, faces flushed, eyes wide in disbelief. Birdie broke the spell when she turned to show two playing cards stuck to her naked cheeks. They laughed hysterically to see both a king and a queen glued to her glistening ass. A true sign that what had just transpired was comically wrong."
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