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"Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. But then Lady Palsworthy had never seen Ann Veronica running like the wind at hockey. He was so horny that he could probably make love to a tree. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner.
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