“Yeah. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. Prison was beastly. She allowed herself to be ejected, therefore, and retired to the parlour after cleansing the blood from her hands and her own slight wound in the kitchen. Seldom they molested a woman who appeared to know where she was going and who kept her glance resolutely to the fore. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner.
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