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He chuckled as he echoed "Necked."
My inspiration was an 1891 painting of a muse and Hesiod. It's a painting of a wrapped man holding a necked woman. The way I am holding you from behind.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
My heart rejoiced; the feeling was mesmerizing. He called me baby, and I chuckled silently.
In front of us was a penthouse, blue. It's like he loves blue. Maybe it's great that I wore blue today, but again, what did he really mean when he said coulors carry significant I sure needed to know more, but first things first, I need to ask about those paintings from that day for him to answer. I positively concluded.
Rubbing on my middle gently, the car came to a halt. "Were you here?" he said. I looked at the house in front of me and asked, "How many houses do you have?
Only one"
One? But this is the third one I've seen. Erica, that's your own preference." So what do you call these instead?
