Vladimir Nabokov. Labios contra labios
Vladimir Nabokov. LIPS TO LIPS
He added something in an undertone and the lady, with a click of her lorgnette, retorted in anger, "Excuse me, but in my opinion, if you print him only because he supports you financially—"
"Doucetnent, doucement. Don't proclaim our editorial secrets."
Here Ilya Borisovich caught the eye of the young reporter, the angular lady's husband, and the latter froze for an instant and then moaned with a start, and proceeded to push his wife away with his whole body, but s