If it's anyone's, it's mine. html (217 of 711)28-12-2006 21:38:58 A Taste Karl had not fed this evening and suddenly he was ravenous. Karl drew away reluctantly from Charlotte, kissing her hand as he left her. It was as though he would be at ease in anything he wore, like a slender hand in a black silk glove.
Another shock. As his pale, slender fingers touched hers a shockwave went right through her body; yet strangely it was a wave of coolness, soothing. I longed to. You cannot begin to comprehend what I feel; but that is not your fault.
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