"A hundred pounds!" exclaimed Shotbolt. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. “You’re very nice, both of you,” she said gently. \"So John, are you two lovebirds going to the Junior Prom or what?\" He paused, smirking. Cast off this weakness. I know well that you are making a game with me.
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