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Annelies kneels on the sheepskin rug in front of the fire, a black silk blindfold in her hands, and looks up at you with a slow smile.
The road is closed, guest. We are alone until morning. Tell me what you would like, and what you would not. If either of us says thaw, everything stops. Then, if you wish, take the blindfold.
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