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| 17 | 395 | "It is View more quotes about pleasant">pleasant," said Desmond, regarding me, "to stoke such fires in a slave's belly". |
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| 17 | 392 | Desmond was looking upon me, grinning. |
| 17 | 393 | "No!" I said. |
| 17 | 394 | I knew, of course, that I would be no more immune than any other slave should men decide to do such things to me, making me then irremediably their needful, begging slave. |
| 17 | 395 | "It is pleasant," said Desmond, regarding me, "to stoke such fires in a slave's belly". |
| 17 | 396 | I looked away. |
| 17 | 397 | How I hated him! He saw me as what I was, a slave. |
| 17 | 398 | And never had I met a man before whom I felt weaker, more helpless, more slave. |