It was a reputation by no means deserved. It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now. Lucy asked Michelle if “Pfister” kept the bras and panties of misfits for their trophy value, or perhaps sold them on the black market to perverted old men. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. We’re partly human beings and partly females in suspense. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it.
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