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G. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. "Leave the room," interposed Kneebone, angrily. ” “It is my wish to be alone,” she said wearily. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. ” He said, running his fingers lightly over one pink nipple.
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