She felt his crotch through his jeans. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. She pushed between the pews, hoping to reach the sword first, while desperately holding on to her petticoats to keep them up, as her sword arm wavered. Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. Then he paused. Moments are ages now. “Here goes for the new life!” “Here goes for the new life,” he echoed and stood up.
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