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She was pretty sure that Merle didn't know yet. He wouldn't have been so amorous, so forgiving. If he'd known that she'd tasted forbidden fruit, his male ego would have lurched. For all she knew he might never speak to her again. Not that there was any special reason for Bobbie to tell all to Merle. Still, when it came to love and lust nothing was easy to predict. And it seemed to Amanda that her daughter was acting very much like a jealous female. As if Carl meant something special to her, or had. Amanda wondered if things weren't a lot stickier than she'd first imagined.
But it was the day of the wedding when it all came to a head. She was in her bedroom putting on the white, lace dress she'd bought for the ceremony. She wasn't used to the emotions she was experiencing. Amanda certainly didn't feel like a blushing bride. And the way her nephew had been sulking around the house didn't help. His sad eyes reminded her that she'd taken him between her legs. The trouble was he wanted more. And since Bobbie had discovered them in the throes of hot lust, Amanda was reluctant to repeat the scene. Especially since Merle was going to wed her.
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She was pretty sure that Merle didn't know yet. He wouldn't have been so amorous, so forgiving. If he'd known that she'd tasted forbidden fruit, his male ego would have lurched. For all she knew he might never speak to her again. Not that there was any special reason for Bobbie to tell all to Merle. Still, when it came to love and lust nothing was easy to predict. And it seemed to Amanda that her daughter was acting very much like a jealous female. As if Carl meant something special to her, or had. Amanda wondered if things weren't a lot stickier than she'd first imagined.
But it was the day of the wedding when it all came to a head. She was in her bedroom putting on the white, lace dress she'd bought for the ceremony. She wasn't used to the emotions she was experiencing. Amanda certainly didn't feel like a blushing bride. And the way her nephew had been sulking around the house didn't help. His sad eyes reminded her that she'd taken him between her legs. The trouble was he wanted more. And since Bobbie had discovered them in the throes of hot lust, Amanda was reluctant to repeat the scene. Especially since Merle was going to wed her.