Catch him, she begged silently. She nibbled at his neck gently, sweetly, as her hand tracing his chest. She hadn't meant to ask anything for herself. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself.
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