She climbed on top of him and straddled him, reinserting his penis inside her. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. There was no keeping Sheila from the truth, and it was better that anyone who lived under her roof knew it. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica.
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