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Wishing Well | baghdad | 3

 

"What are you laughing at?" she eargerly asked.

"Oh, nothing!" Jeremy laughingly replied.

"No...tell me!" Michael Anne demanded.

"Well..." Jeremy started, "just down the track is an old cottage and a wishing well, I just made a stupid wish thats all."

"How silly." she said, rolling onto her back with her legs still dangling in the cool water. "Jeremy, I'm feeling a little strange... weird...like...I don't know, like..."

Jeremy interupted, "Like what?"

"Like I'm really horny, but there's no-one around but us, and all I was doing was talking to you!"

Jeremy sat up, startled, yet excited. Maybe that voice wasn't the cottage owner, maybe the wish was coming true. He looked his sister in the eyes...

 

What do her eyes say?

 
 
 

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