I must go somewhere into hiding, a long, long way off. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. Loving was better than that. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Lucy dug out an old light gray cotton miniskirt that had shrunk on Shari in the wash.
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