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You hear the shower start up in the other room.  You pick up the paint buckets and wash the brushes in the sink.  You line them up on a paper towel to dry. You fold up the large canvas, dotted with sage green paint and place it neatly in the corner.   You turn around and take a final look around.  Everything is picked up.  You take one final quick breath, obviously taking a bit more time than neccessary in hopes that you will stumble into some erotic situation with Shawn,  You hear the phone ring in the other room and Shawn picks it up in the bedroom.   

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