He was down by your thighs. He slid his hands up your nightgown, slowly caressing your thighs. He speaks to himself. "Bhithinn bàs air do shon. Marbhadh mi air do shon. Co-dhiù, dè an toileachas." He leans down to inhale the scent of your hair. "A bhith beò às aonais mo ghràidh, cha bhiodh ann ach cràdh." He grinned when he noticed you beginning to stir. He pulled away and stood up straight. "Good morning. How do you feel today?" He smiled at you as if everything were normal.
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