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sample wet pets "wetpets" story: And Charlene had told me he sometimes let Uncle Van use
his basement workshop, because his hobbies included cabinet-making.
That was my key. I waited for the right moment. It came two
days later. Van and Aunt Irene were down in Kentucky for a race and
Tod was passed out -- as usual when his folks were away -- from too
much beer. Charlene had taken her bike to peddle over to Casper's
Corners, this country-road intersection about three miles away
where a lot of kids hung out.
I waited till I heard the radio from his house and then went
over. It was about seventy degrees, but there was a breeze. I wore
a light windbreaker, real short cutoffs that had faded and shrunk
all soft to fit snug on my butt. Under the windbreaker I was
wearing a thin tanktop and nothing else. I rang the bell. He
answered, wearing a pair of jeans and a sport shirt. The jeans were
nicely filled.
He didn't recognize me through the screen door for a moment,
then he smiled. "Hello. You're Marie, aren't you? What can I do for
you?"
"Uncle Van said you know cabinet-making and I wanted to ask
you about it. Can I come in?"
He held the door for me and asked if I'd like a Coke or some
juice, and I said water would be dandy. While he fetched it, I
looked around the living room.
Roger's house was identical in layout to Van and Irene's, but
where my uncle's house was decorated to look like an Italian
director's idea of a swinging Playboy pad -- all shag rugs and red
drapes and such -- Roger's looked like one of those model rooms
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