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Show 46 Still moaning she turned on the shower, slipped out of her pajamas, and stepped into the flow of water. There, with the water to muffle the sound, the moans came stronger. Again and again, like a litany, she moaned and moaned. Until she lost track of time, and her self- her body and mind-seemed to merge into the sound. Finally the water began running cold, the hot water tank was drained. She steeped out and dried herself. Her throat was raw, from having made the sound so long. But the pain was not as great. It was better now. She could last until morning. |
