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| 78 | 63 | "Yes," View more quotes about cried">cried the brunette, softly, piteously, "and they torment me, and torment me. |
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| 78 | 60 | "I flame," wept the brunette. |
| 78 | 61 | "I kneel appropriately, I place myself before him, as the mere slave I am, I beg! But he does not touch me! I want to scream with need". |
| 78 | 62 | "Have slave fires been set in your belly?" asked Corinna. |
| 78 | 63 | "Yes," cried the brunette, softly, piteously, "and they torment me, and torment me. |
| 78 | 64 | Fiercely they burn, and I am left untouched!" "Poor slave!" said Corinna. |
| 78 | 65 | "Dare I ask, dear Corinna," said the brunette, "if such fires have been set in your belly?" "Of course," said Corinna. |
| 78 | 66 | "It is something men do to us. |