I should have gotten out of here months ago!” She opened the passenger side and reclined in the bucket seat. She writhed in ecstasy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then raised her knees to his shoulders. Sheppard, falling on her knees. I wouldn't accept my life from him. And she, she in her own person too, was this eternal Bios, beginning again its recurrent journey to selection and multiplication and failure or survival. But this was not a season in which to be needlessly scrupulous. She wanted to take him in her arms and hush him, but she sat perfectly still.
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