Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. She would just have to show up and hope for the best. He took over, doing his best to rearrange his overly sensitive member back into his pants. “Begin violence, and the woman goes under. To make sure work of it, I'll superintend the job myself.
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