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🏆 “You are sure of yourself?” she asked. “We’re only the female of the species. We get hungry and thirsty, too. You know that, kiddy, don’t you?” “You told me my coming would take you back thirty-three years,” Joan reminded him. “It makes us about the same age. I shall treat you as just a young man.”!

🔥 Download iw247 “And you don’t forget our compact, do you?” he continued, “that I am to be your backer. I want to be in it too.” “That’s not bringing me up well,” suggested Joan: “putting those ideas into my head.”!🔥