[ She reaches out to touch that shoulder, follow the line of it with her fingers. Before she became Marling (before she settled down, or her version of it), she never knew what it truly meant to touch something. Just reach out and touch it, that's it. Used to be a grab, a shove, a squeeze, a bite — never light, never just because she could. (She's already got him, she doesn't need to claim him again.)
Her eyes sparkle for him. You sad, lovely sack. ] Yeah? An' you give th'doss cunt what she 'ad comin' to her? Y'set her right?
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Her eyes sparkle for him. You sad, lovely sack. ] Yeah? An' you give th'doss cunt what she 'ad comin' to her? Y'set her right?