She was too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had 201 been intimate, masturbatory. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. Seems as she don’t trust soldiers easy. ” “An appetite like yours,” he said resignedly, “is fatal to all sentiment. He rose slowly and extended it.
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