She looked at him wide‐eyed. Her eyes were very brown, her hair was very blonde, her complexion was fair and unmarred. She was a beautiful woman, and he did not like considering her such. He wanted her to be dowdy and forlorn. He did not want her looking fresh and lovely. Goddamn it, what was there about this room that suffocated a man? He felt like the last male alive, surrounded by bare‐breasted beauties on a tropical island surrounded by man‐eating sharks. There was no place to run to. The island was called Amazonia or something, and the island was female to the core, and he was the last
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