You know as well as I do that it was accident. For what indeed does she do? A simple song, no gesture, no acting, nothing. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. He kissed her neck, moving down to her breasts, trying to consume her with passion. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard. Sheppard, which she gratefully declined.
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