even in the darkness , finch knew her face . 'humans make much of it for some reason . ' at first she wouldnt look at him then she did . he could n't keep himself from pulling her in , pushing his h*ps forward . `` this story got any tit in it ? '' he had already drawn the sitting-room curtains , turned on the side lamps and lit the wood-burner , so that he could come down and stretch out on the sofa to watch the news . he was a demon , for gods sake . 