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doc#148 | or maybe she liked men old enough to be | her | father; some women with father fixations |
doc#148 | aware of a give-away flush that suffused | her | neck and moved upwards to her cheeks, and |
doc#148 | that suffused her neck and moved upwards to | her | cheeks, and subconsciously I realized that |
doc#148 | depth, cluttered with antiques, echoed to | her | hard heels as she walked directly to the |
doc#148 | and took the seat at his desk. She placed | her | palms, fingers outspread, on the desk in |
doc#148 | next"? </p><p> I was aware of a humid look in | her | eyes that told me the time was opportune |
doc#148 | walking in at that hour. I was standing beside | her | , watching the outspread palms and wondering |
doc#148 | pink neck and suddenly she jumped up, and | her | two arms encircled me in a bear-like crush |
doc#148 | , was warm and moist and tender. I heard | her | murmur, "We'd better lock the door". </p> |
doc#148 | have mistaken it for my Aunt so well did | her | clothes fit him. In one hand he gripped |