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http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

"Something exciting?" she thought. That would mean something new,
something he had not seen or, at the least, not seen recently.

She moved up the bed and pulled the quilt beneath her, pushing it into
a little hillock between her legs. She pushed some more, and then more
still until she was lying stride a considerable accumulation of the
down. She adjusted this small sculpture until it suited her purpose
and then ground her hips in a circular motion around it. She adjusted
it some more, tested it, and then began to ride it, gasping now with
need.

She had done this once in her youth, one summer morning when she had
been driven by need to improvise. She had tried it a few times more
recently. It brought an agreeable sensation, though there was no
chance of reaching orgasm. But now, after a month of abstinence
followed by ingestion of Defarges' special aphrodisiac concoction, she
sensed there was a real chance that she might manage to climax for him
just like this.

If not, she could fake it. If she buried her face in the pillow and
contrived to pee a little onto his expensive quilt, he could hardly
challenge her.

http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

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