Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. Men usually do. Superimposed was the agitating thought of what would follow the death of this unwelcome guest: confusion, poking authorities, British and American red tape. She studied her form in the full length mirror, assessed 69 her body as one would that of a prize calf, trying to see it through his eyes, through the eyes of desire. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse.
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