In the pause a door could be heard opening and closing on the landing up-stairs. She orgasmed quickly, then was thrilled to feel it happen again twice more as he slowed his pace. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. He sat down beside her just as the room became darker. You must keep out of the way till it's blown over. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it.
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