So I just stood, and offered my hand to Nathaniel. My hands were on his body, following the flow of his shoulders, his back, and the smooth silken curve of his ass. I knew what they were waiting for, those empty eyes. We'd based it on seniority.
You bastard. If she'd looked like a raving monster, he'd have fired. But you truly felt nothing. Lillian got up, and Fredo moved to follow her.
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