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How come she slipped your hands

The dinner party was one of the most boring parties Rita had ever attended. Maybe because she wasn't interested in anything they did but couldn't tolerate the fake guests and their fake smiles and attitudes. She was desperately looking for a way to escape their grasp when Magdalene chose that moment to drag her away to meet one of their numerous friends. Rita groaned as she tried to smile while putting on her best behavior but it was impossible with the way the elderly woman was pinching her cheeks, gushing over how beautiful she was. "Meet Rita, my son's fiancee", Magdalene said. "Fat chance", Rita muttered before smiling sweetly at the woman. "How are you my dear", the woman said. "I'm fine ma'am, thank you. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name", Rita said. "Oh, my manners. I'm Mrs Robinson", she smiled. It was then Rita noticed the young woman standing beside her. The women's expression was one filled with pity an

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