He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. . Charity for the ragtag and the bobtail of the Seven Seas, and none for his own flesh and blood. Lonesomeness isn't my worry. Do you know that this becomes a habit?” “If you would only teach us all,” he murmured, “how to acquire it.
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