” She caressed his cheek seductively with her left palm and he closed his eyes in dreamy anticipation. “I should like you to come here,” she said. She could feel his penis pressing against her, half-erect under the starched black tuxedo pants. He had said so. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. ” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. So he was forced to shift and proceed at another angle, forgetting his promise to McClintock to be temperate. In the '80s such a dress would have indicated considerable financial means; under the sun-helmet it was an anachronism; and yet it served only to add a quainter charm to the girl's beauty. ’ Joan nodded, her face still averted.
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