Before the Monroes I was placed with a single woman, Leslie Cavendish. She began to exercise those lures which were bred in her bone—the bones of all women. “I think you are getting to understand me better. Empty, silly, coarse brutes. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. What was the wench at? Yet he could not maintain this stand off forever. It’s the sort of way a woman always does gloss over her ethical positions.
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