“You mustn’t say anything more to your mother, Michelle. He fondled her naked breasts with his fingers, then his mouth. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. His face clouded with anger. ’ ‘What matters it?’ cried Melusine impatiently.
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