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&lt;strong&gt;Julie’s Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;
Chapter 1: Her side
of the story:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We had been looking to get away for a long time. We had both been so
busy with work and other commitments - not to mention dealing with your
former girlfriend, “Julie” who kept calling and wanting to get together
with you again.  It was going to be a very well deserved weekend.
We arrived at the hotel after a long drive and decided to take a shower
and relax before we ventured out into the little town.  While you
were still in the shower, I walked down the hallway to get some ice for
our drinks. As I was coming back to our room with the bucket of ice, someone
grabbed me from behind and that’s the last thing I remember.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>