Like a pig at the trough, I want it all
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My friend Kathy invited me to be her guest at her swank condo on the beach in Mexico. I would even fly on her companion ticket. The whole trip would hardly cost anything. I said the only thing I could say — YES!
Yet, as the day to leave approached, I felt strangely ambivalent. I wanted to go and I wanted to stay.
I could imagine how the breeze wafting off the ocean would smell as I climbed down the ramp off the airplane onto the tarmac. Hugs from Carmen and Ana would await our arrival, warm greetings from Rui and Susanna. As soon as we could shuck our clothes and tug on swimwear, Kathy...
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