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Aretha sang about R-E-S-P-E-C-T while I danced around the kitchen. It was mid-morning and the staff wasn’t yet prepping for lunch, so I had the place to myself.
Henry stretched out across the butcher-block island, his tummy full from the salmon I fed him. I was spoiling this cat forever to make up for the heartlessness of giving him away in my previous incarnation.
I wore a pink silk camisole and shorts along with the matching short robe, which I ...
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