Megan

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Lady Blessington was so deranged even in her eighth month she wished to lie with Sir Aubrey all night long. She sobbed and wailed when not allowed to do so.” Tears streamed down Bella’s cheeks. She said, “The poor thing needed cuddling.” “You could never face the fact,” said the General through clenched teeth, “that the touch of a female body arouses DIABOLICAL LUSTS in potent sensual males—lusts we can hardly restrain. Cuddlin! The word is disgustin and unmanly. It soils your lips, Victoria.” “I know everyone here is telling what they think is the truth,” said Bella, drying her eyes, “but it ...more
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