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[The mood for writing is gone. It's hard work. How do novels even get written these days.]
Might finish it up tomorrow. I dunno.
[Scrub down his chest since that got wrecked first. Then sides.]
The bed's warmer with two.
[Flappy hands on him rubbing where he will feel great.