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She and married
She finds married life stifling and every prolonged sex relationship unbearably monotonous.
`` She married our baby boy, Bobby Joe, this summer ''.
She was married to him for better or for worse.
She had grown up with young Jenkins, and he had heard that they had been at the point of getting married at least twice.
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She became the sister-in-law of her friend and colleague, Édouard Manet, when she married his brother, Eugène.
( She was engaged to Mu Bai's brother, so they feel it would not be honorable to get married.
She would later convert to Henry's faith when they married.
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She later married Áed's successor Flann Sinna.
She married Bogusław V, Duke of Pomerania.
She married in 1380, at the age of 15 and was widowed 10 years later.
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She and Andraemon
She slowly began to turn into a black poplar, the bark spreading up her legs from the earth, but just before the woody stiffness finally reached her throat and as her arms began sprouting twigs her husband Andraemon heard her cries and came to her.

She and .
She lay there, making no effort to get back on her feet.
She didn't move or say anything.
She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.
She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.
She drank greedily, and murmured, `` Thank you '', as he lowered her head.
She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.
She got to her feet, staggered, and almost fell.
She sat down at the table, shaking her head.
She said, `` I guess the Lord looks out for fools, drunkards, and innocents ''.
She helped him with the dishes, then he brought more water in from the spring before it got dark.
`` She doesn't want you now.
She breathed.
She clung to him, talking to him, and dabbing at her eyes.
She too began to weep.
She crouched aside as bullets beat at the portal, chewing into the planks.
She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.
She had helped him change his mind.
She showed her surprise by tightening the reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face.
She glanced around the clearing, taking in the wagon and the load of supplies and trappings scattered over the ground, the two kids, the whiteface bull that was chewing its cud just within the far reaches of the firelight.
She studied it for a long time.
She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.
She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.
She was quick.
She brought the quirt down, slashing it across his cheek, and he tried to step back.
She swung the quirt again, and this time he caught her wrist and pulled her out of the saddle.

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