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| 3 | 585 | What View more quotes about woman">woman, truly, has not dreamed of being helpless in the arms of a mighty master, one to whom she could know herself as only rightful slave? The girl in the red pull-over shrugged and looked away. |
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| 3 | 582 | "You're joking," said the blonde. |
| 3 | 583 | "You must be joking". |
| 3 | 584 | But I could tell that she, despite her implicit professions, was no stranger either to such thoughts. |
| 3 | 585 | What woman, truly, has not dreamed of being helpless in the arms of a mighty master, one to whom she could know herself as only rightful slave? The girl in the red pull-over shrugged and looked away. |
| 3 | 586 | "Please don't joke," whispered the blond girl. |
| 3 | 587 | The girl in the red pull-over did not respond to her. |
| 3 | 588 | The dark-haired girl in the soft, red pull-over seemed to me the most intelligent, or most aware, of the four beauties. |