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| 23 | 185 | "Who is this pretty View more quotes about little">little slave?" he asked. |
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| 23 | 182 | * * * * Ablaze with light was the feasting house. |
| 23 | 183 | Arlene, naked, the strap of bondage on her throat, head down, knelt before Ram, lifting a plate of boiled meat to him. |
| 23 | 184 | He thrust a thumb under her chin and roughly pushed up her chin. |
| 23 | 185 | "Who is this pretty little slave?" he asked. |
| 23 | 186 | "She looks familiar". |
| 23 | 187 | She looked at him, in terror. |
| 23 | 188 | "Oh, yes," he said. |