It was six-thirty. It was something new to live with. He rolled the window down, put his hands back on the steering wheel, and said nothing. She banged against his shoulder and frowned down at him.
Don't you put a hand on me you lecher, she said. I took a deep breath, let it out slowly. What do you want me to say? I'm sorry that I'm a little squeamish about having been in bed with four men at the same time. Even our clothing is comfortable and easy to move about in.
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