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“And I’m not happy. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. If you attempt to play the traitor, you will do so at the hazard of your life. So am I. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. I want to hear how she does it. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. He initiated sex with her, lightly fingering her clitoris as an invitation. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. Stanley, in his effort to seem at ease, took entire possession of the hearthrug. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria.
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