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| 7 | 398 | She, View more quotes about holding">holding the bowl with two hands, pressed it back against her belly, low, below the navel. |
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| 7 | 395 | She then, holding the bowl, knelt again, gracefully, before me. |
| 7 | 396 | Looking at me, she tossed her head, throwing her dark hair behind her. |
| 7 | 397 | The slender steel collar was beautiful on her throat. |
| 7 | 398 | She, holding the bowl with two hands, pressed it back against her belly, low, below the navel. |
| 7 | 399 | I looked at the edge of the bowl, containing the wine, pressed back, into her flesh. |
| 7 | 400 | Then she lifted the bowl before her and, gently, turning her head, placing her lips softly upon it, kissed it. |
| 7 | 401 | She then, with two hands, head down, proffered to me the chipped, shallow bowl. |