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Games? I wonder what kind of games there were. I could see Courtney interested when the word games were mentioned. Since she was interested, we could check it out.

"Lead the way."

Following the lead of our guide, Courtney's anticipations had risen. The game center was different than I expected, and Courtney's disappointment was immeasurable.

Instead of being an electronic game, it was more of a physical activity. Unless it were sex, Courtney wouldn't enjoy it.

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