" "Hold your tongue, hussy!" cried her husband gruffly. ” Sir John, frankly oblivious of the possibility of passers-by, took her into his arms and kissed her. I am no exception. . She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. He kissed her neck, moving down to her breasts, trying to consume her with passion.
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