"Jed could see skin flash inside the split and two little points poked their presence in the worn cotton bodice. Her breasts didn't droop. He imagined himself half an inch tall, standing on one nipple and throwing a lasso across her divide to the other nipple then swinging from one nipple to the other."
"They lay together, he still inside her, for a long while. They grew sleepy together and slowly Mazjid shrank and withdrew. Their stickiness bothered neither of them; it was like a magical glue holding them together."
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