She dismissed the idea of doing so. You don't know what you have got; I do. It must have cut him. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. She moaned as she touched him. But I don’t think she lays hold of one so. I mean my cut-offs and boots.
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