You must remain. I cannot be sure-- ( she cuts herself off. there is no guarantee that others will not find her and with this boyish shepherd, she finds herself willing to take her chances.
sheltered from view in the alleyway, she turns in his arms and presses forward into his chest. the warmth makes her ache.
she has a chance now to look at his face, to read the softness in his eyes. there's warmth there too and a desire, perhaps, to be a good man. ) Would you not help me with this need?
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sheltered from view in the alleyway, she turns in his arms and presses forward into his chest. the warmth makes her ache.
she has a chance now to look at his face, to read the softness in his eyes. there's warmth there too and a desire, perhaps, to be a good man. ) Would you not help me with this need?