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viii. dictated
Giulia said there are many kinds of kisses, weighed with promises or equipped to satisfy them. Any woman should know them all, she said.
I know now the kiss to promise and the one to fulfill it, like contracts and, perhaps, like marriages.
I have never kissed my husband, and I shall never. I have nothing to promise him.
[ Only she should never have said that. She holds her breath and tries to think, but what's done is done, so she shuts her journal instead. ]
I know now the kiss to promise and the one to fulfill it, like contracts and, perhaps, like marriages.
I have never kissed my husband, and I shall never. I have nothing to promise him.
[ Only she should never have said that. She holds her breath and tries to think, but what's done is done, so she shuts her journal instead. ]

Molotov
Ezio
Molotov
Ezio
Molotov
Ezio
[Because Molotov's workout clothes are somehow even more revealing than what she wears everyday!]
Molotov
Ezio
Molotov
Ezio
But I promise not to break her.
Molotov
Ezio