This fic is rated R
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Molly was worried sick. He was a good man but she knew men; all it took was a matter of weakness. A girl drops a hint and he may give in.
When he came through the door her reflexes kicked in. He was "clean". She smiled and he knew what it was about. "You've come to rely on that too much."
"What do you mean?" She asked. He didn't respond.
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