’ ‘Parbleu,’ exclaimed the girl, jumping up in some dudgeon. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. She shut the door behind her. After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days. She responded as he slipped his hands under her sweater.
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