[H]e asked with great emotion, if I thought him a monster and a stinkard!
Grading as to size and color.
You dare come here dressed so horribly? Well, up yours!
A tiny pulse from Lisette's thigh beat under my ear: stroke, stroke, stroke. I contemplated the thick red bush of her jigger, so close to my face.
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