Coming from the gloom of the passage, even the corridors seemed sufficiently illuminated for them to see their way. “Number 13, please, cabman. There was nothing to be learned from her face. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. He was very aware of her placing his penis between her legs. “How old are you?” “Sixteen.
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