“Just think about what you are asking, John, please. Melusine—the real Melusine—would never have made such a stupid mistake. His arms were naturally big and his chest was covered with a smattering of soft hairs. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. He told her something about music, the great world outside. “Have you ever kissed a guy before?” She rolled the tissue into a ball in her lap and stared at it.
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