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doc#144 solid left to Jess's mid-section. It was like hitting a sack of salt. Pain shout up Curt
doc#145 Base and Farmer-in-the-Dell, but I'd sure like to get in on the handhold and wrestles"
doc#145 nearsightedly scrutinized Dan's face. "How's Sally like rubbin' agin that thar little ticklebrush
doc#145 by the pinched look around her mouth. " Like enough we'll all be up on top by sundown
doc#146 its ornate facade the notorious dive clung like a bird's nest to the rocky ribs of the
doc#147 feeling that this mission would be canceled like all the others and that this muddy wet
doc#147 to home. Mercifully, it was still open. Like a man making a deep dive, Greg took full
doc#147 a moment when damage could be done. Just like shooting at a duck while performing a half
doc#148 not have been even thirty. She looked more like twenty-five or six. It was really a May
doc#148 contour of her face, her smile that was like New Orleans sunshine, the way she held
doc#148 legs were the full, sexy kind, full bodied like a rare wine and just as tantalizing to
doc#148 studying the physical body. The true artist is like one of those scientists who, from a single
doc#148 economic security that she needed; or maybe she liked men old enough to be her father; some women
doc#148 several weeks we eyed one another almost like sparring partners, and then one day Uncle
doc#148 and her two arms encircled me in a bear- like crush. Her mouth, which had been so much