- I did not mean it that way - pointedly said Dirk. - And you know it. You pay him as her husband paid - for sexual services? - No. - Tina closed her eyes, nausea, coming right up to the throat. She heard him whisper a curse before to embrace her. - Tina, do not, dear, do not look at me like that. I'm sorry. Dear, please stop shaking. - Tina felt and heard his deep sigh. - Well, why do we always tormented each other? We have never used a painful first hit, and only then ask questions, right?
The Bed She Was Born In
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