Anne Rice - v1, Lasher

Alicia didnt know where the victrola was nobody did

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Unformatted text preview: eace. But not quite. "Why? Why are you doing this?" Had she spoken aloud? She was drifting and dizzy and full of sweet and powerful sensations, sensations like the scent and the powerful stride of his organ inside her, the pumping against her that felt so natural, so thorough, so good! She thought it had stopped and that she was turning over on her side, but then she realized she hadn't moved at all. He was entering her again. "Lovely Gifford," he sang. "Fit to be my bride in the glen, in the circle, my bride." "I think, I think you're hurting me . . ." she said. "Oh God! Oh Mother. Help me. God. Somebody." He covered her mouth again as once more the hot flood of semen came into her, spilling over and out and leaking down beneath her, and the sweet soft enchanting sensations lifted her and tossed her from one side to the other. "Help me, somebody." "There isn't anybody, darling. That's the secret of the universe," he said. "That is...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.

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