“I really owe him something of an apology. “Mr. ” He said as they parted company. Generations had been born and died in between the times she had gotten laid. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. "He knows he had to take it. ” There was never any shortage of bad men to eat, especially with pestilence and superstition to cover their tracks. "You will not make it valueless in my eyes," he added, catching her in his arms, and pressing her to his breast.
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