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“‘Check the gardens,’ she said, leaning over to retrieve the coins, with an arch of her back that could only be intentional. ‘If I’m not there, maybe you could save me from the kitchens.’ Fascinated by how her small breasts hung when she bent forward, Gilferen was already imagining how they’d fit in his cupped…
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“Those arms were thick as trunks, corded with veins and muscles, and Locke could only assume he was the woman’s body guard. That complicated matters if he got caught, so Locke would just have to make sure he did not get caught.” It’s a beautiful, bright (and hopefully warmer) Sunday, which means it’s time for…
L.S. Engler 