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Meanwhile, in the lounge Timmy was kissing Keisha's neck as she let out soft mourns. The phone rang...

"Hello," she said.

"Come to my house. I want you back," my voice echoed through the other end.

"Looks like he doesn't like you," Lorna smiled menacingly.

"I need to go and see him," Keisha responded.

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