“You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. Many of the soldiers dismounted, and called for drink. “He is evidently a friend of Mrs. Wagstaff. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. Ruth will be a gold mine for a man of your peculiar bent.
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