A pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her. Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. She looked at him as he thrust deeply, his face contorted with pleasure as he watched her riding him. She had even played in an opera by Verdi once, but had to dress as a boy to do it. Borrow.
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