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EvelineThe train started again. "I think Eastbourne is one of the best bathing places on the coast. You know where the gentlemen's machines are?" "I think I know where they keep them." "Well, I was going to say-but-well-what a funny girl you are! Why are you laughing?" "Because a funny idea struck me. I was thinking of a friend." His foot was pushed a little closer-very perceptible was the touch. He never ceased gloating on my person. My gloves evidently had an especial attraction for him. Meanwhile, I looked him well over. He was certainly a fine man. He roused my emotions. I permitted his foot to remain in contact with my boot. I even moved it past his, so that my ankle touched his. His face worked nervously. Poor man, no wonder! He gave me a searching look. Our glances met. He pressed my leg between his own. His fingers were trembling with that undefined longing for contact with the object of desire I so well understood. I smiled. "You seem very fond of the ladies." I said it boldly, with a familiar meaning he could not fail to understand ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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