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372 pages, Paperback
First published November 13, 2017
“How old are you?” “Je suis douze ans.”
"Mon moitié! Mon moitié"
“Arretez-vous.” Stop!” he commands.
“Sortez-vous.” Leave! “Maintenant.”Now!
“Pourquoi?” Why? I ask, tears beginning to stream down my face. What has happened? Where is mon moitié?
“Monsieur Winslow, comment-allez vous?” the elder man greeted.
“Ça va, merci. Et vous?”
“Trés bien, merci. Madamoiselle Claudine est en la caravane.” He pointed to a trailer on the right. Thanking him again, Jesse took off in the direction of Claudine’s trailer.
“Je suis à Paris.” Her diction was perfect and authentic, no trace of a New Jersey accent in her now sweet, child-like voice.
“Okay spread your legs, and with your phone, take a picture of your pussy for me.”
“Okay here it comes. I hope it's photogenic. It would be really embarrassing to have non-photogenic pussy.”
“I'm really, really wet. Here, I'm going to put the phone DOWN THERE so you can hear it” She puts the phone between her legs for a few moments, knowing it would kill him.“Can you hear how wet I am?”
“Keep stroking your pussy. Oh God, I can't wait to be buried in you. I want to pull you down on my cock and you ride me. Ram you down onto me so that I'm deep inside you. It's going to be my pussy Kylie. And you're going to give me my pussy. Give me my pussy.”
“Have I done something wrong, mon moitié?”

coming to mind (damn, has it been that long?!) and the background definitely intrigued me. 
“Was this possibly their karmic retribution, their day in the sun?”
“Which part of the loss cut the deepest, was difficult to discern, but I had the distinct feeling that it was the death of a dream that would have the most lasting and devastating impact.”
“…Even if I didn’t know the truth about us, did you ever think I’d let you go?”
“You’re a gift, Kylie. Like an angel who came into my life. I’d be a fool not to see that. And I’m not sure I deserve you, but I’ll be damned if I let go.”