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It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. She moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing against her panties under her skirt. She was not a reversion to type, which intimates the primordial; she suggested rather the incarnation of some goddess of the South Seas. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. She also knew that he was the type who would not make a single physical overture until she pushed the correct buttons. He was always doing his best to call her attention to the fact that he was a man of spirit and quality and experience, and she a young and beautiful woman, and that all sorts of constructions upon their relationship were possible, trusting her to go on from that to the idea that all sorts of relationships were possible.
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