Light flooded the uncarpeted chamber, revealing the decayed state of the place. He devoured her with his eyes too, his shyness not able to disguise his furtive glances at the curvy outline of her breast against the imitation silk, his memory still exquisitely tortured by her movements in the miniskirt. She didn’t trust Gianfrancesco, you know, she called him a ‘bad husband’. It probably had its own repulsive oubliette in the bottom, where tiny princesses could fall and break their necks. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. He held in his hands many threads.
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