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Updated: June 12, 2025
Julia turned again, walked down the corridor and round the corner in the direction of two-eighteen. Long after Julia had disappeared Sadie Corn stared after her miserable, regretful. Julia knocked once at the door of two-eighteen and turned the knob before a high, shrill voice cried: "Come!" Two-eighteen was standing in the centre of the floor in scant satin knickerbockers and tight brassière.
She imagined herself riding on a tank through a desert and into Baghdad half-naked and exposed, waving her red white and blue brassiere from the opened hatch of the tank. Yes, she admitted, she needed portals. She needed her exits. She needed a change, a respite, from the monotony of motherhood that was sinking her into it like a hole.
"Can the government man keep Les King from talking about the man with the broken leg?" "I doubt if he can force him to." John Dennis again left the window and approached Rhoda Kane. She was wearing a housecoat, a brassiere and panties underneath. "Take off your clothes." Rhoda unbuttoned the housecoat and slipped it off. That strange excitement showed in her eyes now. The android pointed.
De Lescure with his sister returned on the following morning to Clisson; for so was his chateau called. Clisson is about two leagues south of the town of Brassiere, in the province of Poitou, and is situated in the southern part of the Bocage. M. de Lescure owned the chateau and a considerable territory around it.
His masculine hands looked clumsy as they lifted out the costume slip and miniature "dancing set" brassiere and step-ins all matching, of filmiest white chiffon and lace. His fingers flinched from contact with the switch of long, silky black curls.... "She bought them after we came to Hamilton," Lydia informed him, pointing to the undergarments.
And a brassiere for I saw what looked like the suspicion of a smile on Dinky-Dunk's unshaven lips as he watched me struggling into my corsets this morning. It took some writhing, and even then I could hardly make it. I threw my wet sponge after him when he turned back in the doorway with the mildly impersonal question: "Who's your fat friend?"
From in back of the pin depended two broad silk ribbons that cascaded forward over the stuffing in her brassiere and hung free until they disappeared behind the edge of the desk. She eyed James with curiosity. "Young man, if you're looking for throwaways for your civics class, you'll have to wait until we're better organized " James eyed her with cold distaste.
In your mind's eye you saw her, a stout, well-stayed figure in tight brassiere and scant slip, bare-armed and bare-bosomed, in smart hat and veil, attired as though for the street from the neck up and for the bedroom from the shoulders down. The East End set bought Sophy Decker's hats because they were modish and expensive hats.
Waiters, floor-walker at the Bagatelle, had fallen down the length of the narrow stairway leading from the cashier's cage. She became almost hysterical with glee as she pictured him lying prone beneath the counter dedicated to lingerie, draped with various garments from the pile that toppled over on him. "Ruby Nash picked a brassiere off his whiskers!" Lise shrieked.
The Martinique elevator boy helped her up-stairs, and she waited on the bed for Anthony's return without energy to unhook her brassiere. For five days she was down with influenza, which, just as the month turned the corner into winter, ripened into double pneumonia. In the feverish perambulations of her mind she prowled through a house of bleak unlighted rooms hunting for her mother.
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