Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. Visible underneath his collar were some metal tags. The man was mad to marry me. I've a question to ask him. ‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths. She can't last long. Shame and electricity coursed through her veins, flowing directly from him in a flash flood. I rather want them. I don’t want you to be sad.
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