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I hid in the hen house. I stayed there all day. It was after dark when Lloyd Beckwith and Gladys Comstock found me.

"Eliza, we heard what happened. You shouldn't be ashamed. This is a free love community; men and women get to do anything they want."

"I know, but I'll never be able to show my face again. People will laugh at me; they'll think I some kind of whore for cock. They won't call me Eliza Morehouse; they'll call me Eliza Whorehouse."

"That's not true." Gladys said, but I wasn't convinced.

"Gladys and I have come up with a solution."

"I'm listening."

"We can't have a monogamous relationship here, but if we left Steubenville, no one would look at us twice," Mr. Beckwith explained.

"You and Mrs. Comstock?"

"Oh no. Eliza, I know and Gladys knows you have affinity for my cock."

I blushed.

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