Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. “Really,” she said. She was in deadly earnest in everything she did. Jack was lying so still, for a moment she panicked. Father-worshipping sons are abnormal— and they’re no good. " "And, if you want an additional inducement to do so, I can tell you there's no one —not even his mother—whom he loves so well as you. He initiated sex with her, lightly fingering her clitoris as an invitation. I’m a little tired.
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