Then she would be dead, and that was no use. ” John traced his finger over the meeting point of her breast and her ribcage as they lay naked on his unmade bed. She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption. Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told. He stared at her breasts while he touched them. ” He cried traitorously. She came to adore them. "Captain Darren," he added, sternly, "you shall hear from me.
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