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Makes one wonder how many cousins had to fornicate to produce such a slithering strop of a rubbish heap and call it a man.
God. He’d have offered for her hand after one chaperoned meeting. He’d have claimed her and planted children inside of her, creating an undeniable legacy of which any man would be proud.
It occurred to her to explain to him that she wasn’t one to be ordered about…as she obediently scrambled to her knees.
