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From that moment the eternal story of love began between them.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but this doesn't sound like a huge turn on to me.
She had fat, red cheeks, a full bust beneath her cotton jacket; thick, red lips; and her neck, which was almost bare, was covered with small beads of perspiration.
Some penniless, half- starved ragamuffin, without a roof to his head, I suppose? The pay is great, and I get fuck the animals.
But, as she could not read, she sat anxious and trembling with that piece of paper, covered with ink, in her hand.
She felt a kind of modesty in asking for money, as if it were something disgraceful; but, at last, one day, when the farmer was having breakfast by himself in the kitchen, she said to him, with some embarrassment, that she wished to speak to him particularly.