The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. God must love me, for he has guided me here. He rang the doorbell, even though she had already cracked the door for him. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. She was gone. And now— I suppose I should be considered too old. She felt conscious of her nipples becoming visibly erect under the tight t-shirt and wished that she owned a thicker brassiere.
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