She
gazed as if in a dream at a man shooting across Leslie's face and then rubbing
it into her skin
. The force of the man's blow had knocked Leslie down to the floor where she lay
half-sobbing, attempting to cover herself.
Rough. Something tawdry.
She
gazed as if in a dream at a man shooting across Leslie's face and then rubbing
it into her skin
. The force of the man's blow had knocked Leslie down to the floor where she lay
half-sobbing, attempting to cover herself.
Rough. Something tawdry.
She
gazed as if in a dream at a man shooting across Leslie's face and then rubbing
it into her skin
. The force of the man's blow had knocked Leslie down to the floor where she lay
half-sobbing, attempting to cover herself.
Rough. Something tawdry.
