I want to be myself. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. He had grabbed her in the stream, embracing her naked body tightly, running his hands over her breasts and clutching her buttocks. "I'm tired of the life I'm leading. Down we come!" he exclaimed, letting go the plank, which fell with a crash, and leaping after Sheppard, who had rolled off the frame. He looked distant, irritated.
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