It was obvious Galatea did not have men over. It was the way it should be. The maids hurried away, leaving Galatea to her boy toy for the night. When they were out of sight, Pygmalion kept kissing her, praising her in soft touches for her beauty.
"Am I the first man they've seen here before?" He feathered her hair, those gorgeous golden locks.
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