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| 20 | 907 | View more quotes about florence">Florence, in the brief yellow tunic, knelt behind Miles of Vonda, clutching him, her fingers caught in his tunic, her chin on his right shoulder. |
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| 20 | 904 | Lola, half kneeling, half lying, in the arms of Calliodorus, his hand in her hair, could not take her eyes from the dancer. |
| 20 | 905 | She was breathing deeply. |
| 20 | 906 | I glanced to my direct right. |
| 20 | 907 | Florence, in the brief yellow tunic, knelt behind Miles of Vonda, clutching him, her fingers caught in his tunic, her chin on his right shoulder. |
| 20 | 908 | She, too, was breathing deeply. |
| 20 | 909 | "Master," she whispered to him. |
| 20 | 910 | "Master". |