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| 18 | 364 | Her View more quotes about knees">knees and the bells on her ankles were almost lost in the soft, deeply piled carpet before the curule chair. |
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| 18 | 361 | "How happy I am yours," she said. |
| 18 | 362 | "Thank you for bringing me to your house, my Master". |
| 18 | 363 | I looked down upon her, so exquisite and desirable, kneeling before me, perfumed, naked and belled. |
| 18 | 364 | Her knees and the bells on her ankles were almost lost in the soft, deeply piled carpet before the curule chair. |
| 18 | 365 | "My Master licks his lips," she said. |
| 18 | 366 | "Perhaps he sees before him a morsel which he would like to devour?" I did not speak. |
| 18 | 367 | 'Go hungry to the feast,' I thought, 'so say the Goreans. |