’ Gerald stood back, and watched her cross the room to the closed French doors. Father had traveled to Florence to the Mercato Nuovo, staying away for a half year at a time paying court to the house of the silk merchant Iovelli, which was patronized by none other than the Medicis. She undid his zipper and pulled his shorts down his hips. You never can go back.
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