She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. I've foiled him hitherto, and will foil him yet. She was nearly dead. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. It's my way when I'm ruffled.
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