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Brent put on some high heels and wen down to the pool. He returned several hours later to find that Ellen was no longer resting in the bed. He soon heard a toilet flush and the bathroom door open. He felt weird as Ellen stared at him, so he grabbed a coat and tried to cover up, even though he was still wearing his swimsuit.
“What’s wrong?” Ellen asked.
“The way you’re looking at me; it makes me feel uncomfortable,” Brent replied.
“Can’t a wife look at her husband?”
Brent blushed, “It’s not like that. It can’t be like that.” He paused. “I need to shower before dinner.”
Then he rushed into the bathroom and locked the door.
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