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it was to enjoy himself so much. Even mundane actions like eating seemed like an adventure around her. Everything felt new and exciting. He hadn't felt so alive since he was a child. George returned to the kitchen to find Dawn still sitting in her chair. Something was different about her though. She was facing him, her perfectly shaped thighs clamped together. Her back arched, and she thrust her breasts forward. George could see a bit more cleavage peaking through the top of her over-sized dress shirt. She held on to the bottom of her chair with her arms rigid at her sides. She looked at him innocently and seductively. "George, I am still hungry," she purred. "Oh, uh, I think there is still a few grapes around here somewhere." "Hmm, I was thinking more along the lines of