Suddenly, as if the movement of his hand had released it, the load of heraccumulated impressions of him tilted up, and down poured in aponderous avalanche all she felt about him. That was one sensation.
She grinned at her husband. He was wearing a blue toweling bathrobe that was too small for him, and it showed his long, muscular legs. "You're not so bad yourself," she said, and she picked up the phone. It was her mother. "Happy Christmas," Toni said.详情 ➢
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