” Michelle sat in a yogi’s posture on the cold plywood, her eyes closed as if meditating. She withdrew her mouth and patted his penis dry with the bottom of his shirttails. “Why don’t you?” “Well, it might mean rather a row. Who is it?” “Your brother Mike!” Michelle chirruped, sounding uncannily like her mother Diane. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. We simply can’t get away.
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