”
“It’s dreadful for you to be here,” he said, indicating the yellow presence of
the first fog of the year without, “but your aunt told me something of what had
happened. "
With this, he attacked her vigorously in his turn. "That would be certain
destruction. She
moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing
against her panties under her skirt. He took a
handful of almonds and raisins that she held out to him—for both these young
people had given up the practice of going out for luncheon—and kept her hand
for a moment to kiss her finger-tips. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. “Sit down,” he
said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated,
glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very
civil salutation. “She must be warned.
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