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| 12 | 228 | With my View more quotes about finger">finger tips, on either side, I caressed the sides of her throat. |
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| 12 | 225 | When she had finished she was at my feet, drying them. |
| 12 | 226 | I lifted her to her feet and put her back against one of the cool, narrow marble columns supporting the arched roof of the seraglio. |
| 12 | 227 | I stood close to her, our lips but an inch parted. |
| 12 | 228 | With my finger tips, on either side, I caressed the sides of her throat. |
| 12 | 229 | "This throat," I said, "is aristocratic and beautiful. |
| 12 | 230 | It would look well in a collar". |
| 12 | 231 | Her eyes met mine. |