She had fallen asleep. “I think she would,” she decided. He had grabbed her in the stream, embracing her naked body tightly, running his hands over her breasts and clutching her buttocks. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. Be on your guard. He backed away from her.
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