Wild had escaped. That would come later. She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips, examining him as he stood before her naked. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. They were properly brought up, and sat still and straight, and took the luck fate brought them as gentlewomen should. It is a lovely little appendage to the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with her very gestures. . "Those tears will do you good.
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