"I give you one minute for reflection. Courtlaw. She was too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had 201 been intimate, masturbatory. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. ’ A giggle answered him. . She had slapped him away with her free hand and the finger was released suddenly, sending her careening to the floor. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle.
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