“This isn’t furtive,” said Ann Veronica. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. She was a lone white woman, therefore marked. He blushed, too, spiritually, as it were. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. Oaths exploded like shells from a battery in full fire, accompanied by threats of direst vengeance against the individuals who had maltreated them. I suppose if one were to love some one, one would feel doubtful.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM3LjE3OS41NCAtIDA5LTA2LTIwMjQgMjA6MzU6MjUgLSA2ODMzODA1MzY=
This video was uploaded to kingsfordwaterbaycondo.info on 08-06-2024 12:55:03
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7