Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. His tone was rough, almost threatening. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. His treatment of his wife is most unsatisfactory. She was tempted to touch him in the car as they drove to the empty house, but she refrained for fear of causing a car accident. She removed the belt and drew down his zipper. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. She turned her eyes to him again, and saw her late friend and pleasant and trusted companion, who had seen fit suddenly to change into a lover, babbling interesting inacceptable things.
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