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Tell me the story Corbin, I’ll try to understand.” He took a deep breath, dropped his eyes to the table and sighed, “A few days after Carrie died, Donna had to put me to bed, I was drunk and tired but refused to go to an empty bed. She made me lie down, then because I wouldn’t be alone, she stayed with me, sleeping beside me. I was barely aware that she was crying, grieving for her mother too. The next morning when I woke, I was less stressed, in a better place. After that she started coming to my room often and I didn’t object. Having her near was as comforting to me as it Guy Prostitute was for her. From July through September she slept with me occasionally, on top of the blankets, but near October Hooker Prostitute it started getting cooler so one night she woke up and came under the blankets. She was chilled so I pulled her to me to warm her up as we went back to sleep. 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