If so, do not hesitate
to tell me. The bleach had ruined it, with
yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that
cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she
remarked gaily. “It is strange that we should have met Annabel,” she said. She was
too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had
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been intimate, masturbatory. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited
disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. ‘To me, quickly!’
There was a brief hush, and then the shouts resumed and several pairs of feet
clattered towards her from, as it seemed, several directions.
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