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“She knew how much I needed her. And now she was teasing, playing games. I looked at her and watched her turn into a sex symbol in front of my eyes. She did not look sweet and virginal and lovely anymore. I looked at the very simple summer dress and saw breasts and belly and hips. I looked at her eyes and saw lust as naked as my own.”

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Book:Grifter's Game
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Grifter's Game

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Lawrence Block
Lawrence Block

Lawrence Block, born on June 24, 1938, is a renowned American writer known for his crime novels. His works span a variety of genres, including mystery and suspense, and are characterized by their unique style and popularity among readers. more

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