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he kiss as if possessed, like a traveler lost in the desert for far too long, desperately thirsting and now indulging himself in the nectar of her lips.She was still not used to kissing, trembling shy... Fatty's heart was filled with both joy and sorrow. He was joyful because there was a chance for further cooperation, but sorrowful because he had tried to steal the egg without breaking the basket, o...