Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. It was shameful, but again, her mother had prepared her for it. Her naked body was an abomination of caked filth and sagging tubes for breasts. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile.
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