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They sucked face and felt each other up, or something. ’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one. But there was, it insisted, no mobility in his face, no movement, nothing about him that warmed. Do not oppose it, and I will serve you. ’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. .
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