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March 13, 2008

David: Harlequin

“And yet I feel as if I’ve known you for a thousand years.” Her knees went wobbly as the soft countertenor voice flowed over her like molasses. “I am Baron Mordecai Ptarmigan. Welcome to my estate.”

“Um, thank you,” she stammered, cursing the unaccustomed high heels for doing nothing to counter the unsteadiness she felt. “You have a lovely home.”

“It is a hovel compared to the beauty of your eyes. If you would but grant me the boon of your smile, I would consider myself richer than my accountants tell me I already am.”

Inwardly, she cursed her lesbianism.

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