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But it doesn't feel like baring her soul to Remmick when she feels the first desperate press of tongue between her legs. She doesn't panic, doesn't suddenly wish to hide, to disappear, to be Stack. Perhaps because she doesn't care what some dead thing thinks of her. When Remmick noses into her, it's not love, not care, certainly not gentleness.
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