She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. But through the fault of that pig, who dared to call himself Valade and masquerade in society under her birthright. Tonight Lucy doled out outré physiological theories of boys and their overactive hormones. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. Maggot. No, don’t let me call myself that.
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