It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal. She had underestimated his animal ability to sense weakness. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. “Too greasy for me. ‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. ‘What did you do with the portrait then? Not that I suppose it is much use any longer. . “Hey John, how’s it going?” “Hey Michelle. . She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she was saying.
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