Wild Desire
Panic welled up within her.
‘And Kate,’ Elodie, again overly made-up like some grotesque caricature of a chorus girl, smiled her fleshy, full-lipped smile, ‘you can imagine how excited Georges and I were when we heard about your new ... career.’ She laughed heartily, horribly. ‘We knew we were right, didn’t we Georges? We knew Kate was a true voluptuary.’
Georges was also smiling. ‘We knew, ma chére, that you were one to appreciate sensation. And look,’ he gestured around the room they were now entering, the plush, luxurious Mayfair drawing room, ‘where your love of sensation has taken you.’
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