Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. Do you want me, too?” “Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of rapture. A door slammed. " "Look at it, then," said Wild, giving him the portfolio.
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