After picking and prodding at her dinner Presley found herself standing outside her father’s study late that night, it was a small cosy room with roof to floor bookshelves covering each wall, a bay window she used to sit at and read as a child and an antique wooden desk her father would have taken to the grave, figuratively. Xnx “I’m just fine Glory…you can go on to bed, I’m OK. In the daylight one could see the warn mahogany leather, dark laces that tied right up to Presley’s mid-calf, they were most un-lady like, but made Presley herself feel like a much stronger woman. Feeling satisfied with his attendance he fades back into the crowd of people and slips from the townhouse, a small smile curving his lips.
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