Naked, she gazes into the bathroom mirror. Lithe, fortyish, two years divorced. Since: unloved, unfucked. She squeezes her tits. The door opens, she spins, arms aflutter to conceal. There, the French exchange student goggle-eyed. "Pardon, sorree." He blushes crimson and flees. She recovers, grabs her robe and follows. Through his door panting sounds. She enters. He scrambles to hide
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