But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. I never could. She drew his penis out of the strange little vent in his boxer shorts. ’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said. Stanley poured wine. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. As to following, there was no one. I wasn’t. But they were old enough to start remembering you as mother, and we cannot have that. ’ Gerald was staring at her, an arrested expression on his face. She suspected that he would take a mistress just as soon as they returned to Florence.
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