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. ” “But how did you defend yourself? Was he so high on drugs that he couldn’t fight back or something?” Michelle asked. He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. “There is no doubt whatever about that.
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