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Wood," cried David, pouring out a glass of the spirit, and offering it to the carpenter, "that'll warm the cockles of your heart. It makes no difference. ” He stopped abruptly. I’ve—dreads. “To my chagrin, I have. ” She put her face closer to his. The weather harmonized with their feelings. She felt his erection against her naked thigh.
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