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Fifty-three.

Colt had to admit, she was feeling great. Her muscles had been rubbed, pummeled and plumped till she was nothing but a pile of mush lying on the masseuse table. The old adage was true, right now at least anyway; sometimes mothers definitely do know best, and Isla's enjoyment of spa treatments was ab...

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