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“They looked into each other’s eyes, sharing the moments of their joint ecstasy. She was a wild lover. He was a vocal one. Between the whispers and sighs, and moans, they would find a moment to share breathy laughter. Between the kisses and thrusts, and intimate caress, they would enjoy the instants of stillness and quiet assurances of their feelings.
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She looked at him with such love, the silent tears would mark his cheeks. He looked at her with such devotion, the quiet sobs would rack her body. They finally found themselves. They finally found each other. They were one.” (Excerpt from “The Hidden Kingdom”, chapter 19: Lancelot and Nimue)

I needed to do this, Clarice. Behind my back?

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