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"I love you Jelma," Chen commented. They were just words but held such gravity. If I jumped out of my jet at fifty five thousand feet and hit the ground at a thousand miles per hour, the hole I'd make is miniscule compared to my love for Jelma.
"Shhh," Jelma whispered. She felt spent after her orgasm and Chen's admission. She knew he loved her, that she did him. But saying it changed everything. It was a commitment.
Meanwhile a news bulletin came over the radio. Japanese and Chinese fighter planes had clashed somewhere over the ocean. Hundreds of miles from them. Their Citation CJ4 jet was high over land now and the music continued. Safe.
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