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Date Posted: 22:04:17 04/09/15 Thu
Author: Lady-Jane
Subject: QOTD for Friday, April 10, 2015

The following quote is taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 40, "Duncan's Secret." Copyright© 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

"Events after that were somewhat confused, with the predominant impressions being an urgent rustling of fabric, the sharp scent of trodden onion grass, and the crackling of last yearís oak leaves, dry underfoot.

My eyes popped open a few moments later.

'Donít stop!' I said, disbelieving. 'Not now, for Godís sake!'

He grinned down at me, stepping back and letting his kilt fall into place. His face was flushed a ruddy bronze with effort, and his chest heaved under his shirt ruffles.

He grinned maliciously, and wiped a sleeve across his forehead.

'Iíll gie ye the rest when Iím ninety-six, aye?'Ē

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[> One of the best sexual interplays of all!! -- Lady Linda, 05:46:07 04/10/15 Fri

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[> This is a fine demonstration of the practicality of the kilt ;) -- Rita, 06:31:47 04/10/15 Fri

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[> Oh Jamie!!! You tease!!!! -- LisaW, 06:56:23 04/10/15 Fri

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