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He fondled her naked breasts with his fingers, then his mouth. \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger. Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. Her eyes flashed and she withdrew the dagger, pulling away from him. “What’s wrong with having witchcraft books? Is she afraid that the Princeton Hill villagers will burn you at stake?” Lucy asked sarcastically. " "I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending her hand to him.
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