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Side 203
So I could kiss you . " " You want to ? " " Yeah . Is it all right if I do ? " " I reckon . " So I kissed her , but she kept her mouth closed and her lips were too tight . I wished her hands were not so slim .
So I could kiss you . " " You want to ? " " Yeah . Is it all right if I do ? " " I reckon . " So I kissed her , but she kept her mouth closed and her lips were too tight . I wished her hands were not so slim .
Side 204
I saw us going up into the mountains on our bicycles in the early autumn , that first time she let me kiss her . I kissed Zara Jane and I never tasted anything sweeter , except that her breath had a smell of sour blowgum , like a damn ...
I saw us going up into the mountains on our bicycles in the early autumn , that first time she let me kiss her . I kissed Zara Jane and I never tasted anything sweeter , except that her breath had a smell of sour blowgum , like a damn ...
Side 223
... but with an actuality of melting lines in soft lights as a dark lake warm near me or tearful in a wooded car . ... the soft bouncing of her lower lip as I toyed after a kiss perhaps , and it sparkled when she pouted .
... but with an actuality of melting lines in soft lights as a dark lake warm near me or tearful in a wooded car . ... the soft bouncing of her lower lip as I toyed after a kiss perhaps , and it sparkled when she pouted .
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PETER PARSONS Fable | 4 |
RICHARD BENTLEY Hal | 13 |
PETER PARSONS The Groin Clawing Itch | 30 |
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