The same overly curly pubic hair, which she now saw was trying to protrude from the sides of her bikini underwear. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. “You will have some tea?” she asked. “Perhaps,” he queried, “you wish to avoid being seen about with any one—er— connected with the profession, under present circumstances.
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