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| 8 | 664 | I View more quotes about felt">felt my thigh, through the tunic. |
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| 8 | 661 | I pulled down, frightened, on the edges of my brief skirt. |
| 8 | 662 | I wanted then, somehow, to more cover myself. |
| 8 | 663 | But, of course, the gesture, given the brevity of the tunic, was futile. |
| 8 | 664 | I felt my thigh, through the tunic. |
| 8 | 665 | The tiny mark was there, identifying me for any who might have an interest in the matter, as the sort I was. |
| 8 | 666 | I put my finger tips then again to my throat. |
| 8 | 667 | It was now bare. |