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Gerard read each line with a growing excitement; with the guilty tingling sensation of doing something he knew he shouldn’t. It had been a joke to him at first. A mix of curiosity and amusement had driven him to gaze into that bizarre world; to read the imaginings of sordid deeds sitting alongside tales of purest love. But when he had started to read, delved into sensuous tales of sins and pleasures, he had gotten lost in their seductive words; in their wonderfully taunting lines. He was so entirely enthralled with the sensual scenes painted, the alluring happenings described, that he failed to detect his friend ascending the steps of