Chapter Eight-1

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Chapter Eight She was meeting me at eight o’clock in the bar of a cafe just down the street from my studio. Swept inside by a bitter evening, I was surprised to see Savannah sitting by the warming fireplace with her coat still on, a slick, sly smile on her lips. Two brandy sifters sat on the table waiting for us. “What’s that sassy look for?” I asked her. “You have your camera ready?” she asked. “I didn’t bring it with me if that’s what you’re asking.” She pouted. “Too bad. I thought you might want to get a shot of this.” She opened her coat a button at a time. The last one undone, I could see that she was naked underneath except for a garter belt and lacy black stockings. “Hmm. I’m surprised your p***y didn’t freeze off,” I said, chuckling. I sat down opposite her. “It was a

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