He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. She could tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly from the petite furniture. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. " "Ah. ” “Oh!” said Ann Veronica. He had been hard since they had taken their clothes off. She was watching him intently.
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