. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. He was beautiful despite the odd angle. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. There must be ways of getting rid of him. I’m a desperate young woman.
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