Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. He had grabbed her in the stream, embracing her naked body tightly, running his hands over her breasts and clutching her buttocks. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to hurt your feelings. He slid out of her.
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