He became a little more personal and intimate. His arms slipped around her waist as they were on the doorstep and he kissed her lips sweetly. "I understand," replied the stranger, unable to repress a smile. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. “This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously.
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