#125020 - Which one have you been screwing then? he persisted, looking first at Anne huddled beneath Julian's t-shirt, then at George's bloodstained carcass on its back, legs and arms spread awkwardly and eyes unnaturally wide and still. Instead she felt him lifting the hem of her flimsy shirt, pulling it up her back to uncover the hook and eye closure of her brassiere. She shuddered and gasped uncomfortably and he held her arm.
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