Uttering a terrible imprecation, Blueskin placed the knife between his teeth, and endeavoured to seize the poor woman by the throat. His blood would be sweet with it. She moaned as his lips caressed her neck, almost to where the dress met her shoulder. The man was my husband. Rhea became alarmed that she was about to leave. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites.
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