I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I wouldn’t care, or at least I told myself that I wouldn’t care, because none of them would ever own him—own any larger piece of him than I now did.
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- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: british
- Born: May 28, 1908
- Died: August 12, 1964
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