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Tears blinded her, but she still saw a lot of sparkle and glitter. He held the box out to her letting her see the horseshoe-shaped wedding ring. The horseshoe wrapped around the distinctive blue diamond of the engagement ring.
Stark naked, her man got down on one knee and looked up into her face.
“Will you marry me, Lisa? Be my wife, my friend and my lover?”
“Yes, yes, yes, and yes!”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Mallory Hall is a whisper from the bedroom. Born and raised in New York, she found her favorite hobby on a tennis court and it has nothing to do with rackets. Balls, yes, rackets, no. Losing her virginity on a dark tennis court with a six foot plus hunk set the tone for her sexual proclivities. She found her sexual equal and married him without delay.
Widowed after twenty-six years of marriage, she turned to writing down what she could no longer share with her own hero. Fantasies come fast and furious and flow onto the page. Thoughts and images coalesce into dialogue and scenes which she loves to share with all who are interested.
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