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The door closed softly upon her. Oh, God!” Rhea sniffed the air through two gaping nostrils that had eroded through her onion skin flesh. Why? Because Howard Spurlock the author dared not risk the liberty of Howard Spurlock the malefactor; because there were still some dregs in this cup of irony. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property (trademark/copyright) agreement. "My lips would belie my heart were I to refuse you. Promise me.
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