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“John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. There’d only be endless rows if I was at home. ” She said. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. Courtlaw for his true verdict, and he gave it me. ‘Come on. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. I’ve made no one happy.
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