Can desire grow out of admiration, or are the two quite distinct species? What would it be like to lie side… — J. M. Coetzee
Can desire grow out of admiration, or are the two quite distinct species? What would it be like to lie side by side, naked, breast to breast, with a woman one principally admires?
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