She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. Annabel looked up and down the empty street, and then turned to her sister. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. She learned that she could orgasm four or five times in a day as they toyed with each other and slept entire days afterward without feeling a single pang of guilt. A quick flush stained her cheeks.
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