” She growled. 277
“I was beginning to think that I would never see you
again, Lucy. Brendon,” he said, “may I rob you of your guest just for the drive home? I
have only a few hours in England, and Miss Pellissier is an old friend. \" She handed the ticket seller, a
boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder
money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son,
five dollars. "
CHAPTER IX. "
"How so?" asked Thames. He initiated sex with her, lightly fingering her clitoris
as an invitation. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned
that she had been imposed upon. "Try!"
Enraged at the assurance of his mistress, the woollen-draper endeavoured to
carry his threat into execution, but all his efforts to remove her were unavailing.
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