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She could neither speak nor move nor cry out. He was almost paralyzed with nervousness and desire. When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. Both started. “It isn’t fair. At least I rather hoped I might spend my time chasing smugglers, which would have afforded some excitement. But none ever puts his foot on this boat. ’ ‘That is silly.
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