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Page 187
... gigolo . ' Her - what did you say ? ' ' Her gigolo , ' explained Roseau coldly . ' Don't you know what a gigolo is ? They exist in London , I assure you . She keeps him - he makes love to her , I know all about it because their room's ...
... gigolo . ' Her - what did you say ? ' ' Her gigolo , ' explained Roseau coldly . ' Don't you know what a gigolo is ? They exist in London , I assure you . She keeps him - he makes love to her , I know all about it because their room's ...
Page 188
... gigolo grew louder . ' I tell you , ' said the gigolo , ' that I must go to Nice this afternoon . It is necessary - I am forced . ' His voice was apologetic but sullen , with a hint of the bully . The male straining at his bonds . ' But ...
... gigolo grew louder . ' I tell you , ' said the gigolo , ' that I must go to Nice this afternoon . It is necessary - I am forced . ' His voice was apologetic but sullen , with a hint of the bully . The male straining at his bonds . ' But ...
Page 195
... gigolo turned the screw . Horrible gigolo ! She scowled at him , carefully thinking out a gibe about the colour of his face powder . But that afternoon his face was un- powdered and reluctantly she was forced to see that the creature ...
... gigolo turned the screw . Horrible gigolo ! She scowled at him , carefully thinking out a gibe about the colour of his face powder . But that afternoon his face was un- powdered and reluctantly she was forced to see that the creature ...
Contents
Till September Petronella | 11 |
The Day they Burned the Books | 40 |
Tigers Are Betterlooking | 68 |
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