They vanished through the doorway. ’ Melusine’s eyes flashed. After that, we'll go our several ways. “I’ll be hanged if I do. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. Her belly was being touched, she felt her thighs caressed softly.
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