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| 14 | 284 | "Winyela," snorted the Dust-Leg View more quotes about woman">woman, contemptuously. |
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| 14 | 281 | "Yes, Master," she says. |
| 14 | 282 | She now knows that she, as a slave, must open herself to feeling, and even seek it avidly, even knowing whence it leads, to the acknowledgment of the male as her master, and of her as his slave. |
| 14 | 283 | Behind me the red-haired girl was whimpering with pleasure in the arms of the red youth. |
| 14 | 284 | "Winyela," snorted the Dust-Leg woman, contemptuously. |
| 14 | 285 | "Four," I said, recalling her attention to our bargaining. |
| 14 | 286 | "Two," she said, eyeing the mirror. |
| 14 | 287 | "Four," I said. |