A SCREAM PIERCED THE NIGHT.
It wasn't a scream of fright.
It was a scream of passion.
And it came from inside her house.
Dotty inserted the key and pushed open the door.
She rushed up the stairs and stopped at her daughter's closed bedroom door. Moans, groans and the squeak of bedsprings became louder and faster.
"Oh, Lee." Amanda shouted.
Well it was about time. She'd told her that man was an eleven. Looks like she finally took her advice.
Dotty smiled, patted the door and wondered if her date had driven off yet. Suddenly, she felt very amorous.
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