"I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. They had chosen to deliberately and wickedly insult a lady who had done her best to entertain them for many weeks. His glance came up again and met hers. \" She cooed into his ear, stroking his chest hair. It was a simple wish.
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