She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. Her specialty is the central thing in life, it is life itself, the warmth of life, sex—and love. We shall have a reg'lar squall afore we gets across. ” She laid her hand softly upon his.
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