"I merely asked the question," he said, after he had enjoyed the boy's suspense for a moment. Lucy complied, slipping the tight jeans over her white underwear. “TROUSERS!” she whispered. Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels.
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