The Ragged Edge. The air became hot and swollen with June humidity. One swift glance about the room, and a sensation of grim foreboding swept through him. He had grabbed her in the stream, embracing her naked body tightly, running his hands over her breasts and clutching her buttocks. Terrific shouts were raised by the rabble, who threatened to tear Wild in pieces if he showed himself. “We are both of us trenching upon forbidden ground,” she said.
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