The prostitute’s attack was predictable, typical. “Did they ever try it for themselves?” He wrestled his chin between her thighs as she tried to squeeze her legs shut upon his ears. “You are quite right, I think. I was once a disciple of Saint Peter myself, and speak from experience. Then he threw the letter at me. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes.
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