"Did you write it?" "No. ” She slipped on her cloak and stepped into the hansom with him. She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. Then she burst into a peal of laughter.
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