The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. ’ Melusine shrugged, and crossed to the plain door beside which hung a bell. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. She accepted his rejoinder with a brief nod. “Let me hasten,” she said, “to reassure you. “Did it seem like I was in pain to you?” She smirked. “I wish I understood more of biology,” said Manning.
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