Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made
her own friends, gone her own way. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to
receive every day in the year. So far the thing was acceptable
enough. And Ann Veronica walked
beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she
had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together,
rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she
escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand
nights” in his company. She touched his erect penis and delicately curled
her fingers around it, moving her hand back and forth
slowly and gently.
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