Inside her chamber, with two scented candles burning in spite of the early hour, the Duchess flipped through the pages of her tattered and torn and tea-stained notebook. In this little book, she kept the names and addresses of every man to have ever peaked her interest. It began as something of a fantasy list when she was still pretending to be in love with her husband, a gathering of men whom she would give herself to in a more perfect world. Of course, since the demise of her marriage, this notebook had become a gateway to almost instantaneous sexual release.
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