She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. She would never forget the agony of that first meal in the great dining room. She spoke slowly. It’s—it’s a social difference. ’ Melusine was beginning to fill with dread and a burgeoning of anger as the meaning behind his words began to penetrate. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. Sheppard: "nothing can save me. Even our coarseness.
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