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Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. It was Martin, she could hear his heart beat. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. Afterwards was the most delightful part of all!.
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