PART THREE
"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you."
Persuasion, by Jane Austen
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Lusting For Elliot
Teen FictionHuman beings are sane, rational people. Necessities take up prime attention and wants are the temptations we rarely strive to ignore. For Chrystal E. Jenkins, the moment she saw Elliot Dupree, she knew she liked him. What use had she playing coy and...