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July 8, 2004
Melissa decided to be spontaneous, so instead of having lunch with The Girls, she went home. She only lived five blocks away, and half of last night's delicious stromboli waited, foil-wrapped, in the refrigerator. If she left it until tonight, her roommate, Laura, would probably have claimed it for herself.

Entering the apartment, she heard a rustle in the kitchen. Damned Laura! she thought. Couldn't keep her hands off it, could she?

However, it wasn't Laura's hands she had to worry about. Laura was feeding the stromboli to her twat!

"At least this time you removed the foil," Melissa said.