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He ushered them into the foyer and kissed Barbara passionately, then turning he gave Joan equal attention.“We have a surprise for you….” Barbara...teased. “A little something we ordered online that came today.”“You have my rapt attention.” Michael responded.“Well we flipped a coin and Joan won. So she gets to use it first.” Barbara smiled. “Go ahead and show him.”Joan hiked up her skirt to reveal she was not wearing any underwear. However a thin pink piece of plastic jutted out from between her. “Here. Smell this.”He took a tentative sniff and then inhaled deeply. “Smells pristine. Another towel from the cabinets?”“No. This was one of the wet towels from our morning showers. I threw a bunch into the washer and closed the door. A couple of minutes later the door opened with a soft ding. All done! Clean dry towels ... how in the world did it do that? It’s just like the dishwasher in the kitchen.”Fatima meanwhile was just about to give up dialing 911 and hand Ashley’s Leophone back to its. More

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