Her Incurable Passion
Her Incurable Passion0 0 5 Scritto da: Michael Hunt
She was in a room lighted only by a big overhead light that cast a circle of illumination down onto the table so that the rest of the room was pitch black. After another moment she became aware of a figure sitting at the foot of the table. Without being able to see the person's face, she intuitively knew that it was a man, one whom she knew and trusted.
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