“And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. She was pensive and thoughtful. “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. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. The vote is only the beginning, the necessary beginning.
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