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Kris
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Carly returned to the room an hour later. She looked slightly disheveled, but her eyes sparkled with victory.
“So I take it everything went well?” asked Kris, who was sitting at a table playing solitaire.
She nodded and sat down. “Oh, yeah. That guy was so frisky; I could have probably talked him into anything.”
Kris sighed and then leaned forward at the table, resting her chin on her palm. “I still feel guilty that I allowed you to leave with him knowing he was going to put his paws you. I’m a mother of two girls, I should find that totally unacceptable.”
Carly grabbed a hairbrush and ran it through her curls. “Oh... you have nothing to feel guilty about; I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to. Besides, it really didn’t get very far.”
“Well, that makes me feel a lit
