She looked at him as he thrust deeply, his face contorted with pleasure as he watched her riding him. “The horse’s knees are broken, and I am not sure that the man is sober. ” She sat motionless, with her hand tightening over the edge of the table, and he, too, said no more. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. But I do hope, Vee, I do hope—this is the end of these adventures. Sheppard, struggling to get free.
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