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What was the point of offering a starving woman beautiful crumbs?
I was making love a choice now, a course I would follow every day, actions I would relearn and practice and memorize. I knew where I wanted to start.
"These absurd…" I made a choked sound of struggle as I fought for the word. "Machinations! Marking me, leaving me, dancing around one another and not simply telling me what-what—Argh!"
"Be as sweet to yourself as I would,"