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| 64 | 148 | "View more quotes about perhaps">Perhaps later, delicious, curvaceous slut," he said. |
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| 64 | 145 | And how could I bring myself to respect a man who would not put me where I belonged, kneeling, beneath his whip? When Paula had finished her repast, she crawled to Drusus Andronicus, and lay lovingly beside him. |
| 64 | 146 | He put his hand on her head. |
| 64 | 147 | "Master," she breathed. |
| 64 | 148 | "Perhaps later, delicious, curvaceous slut," he said. |
| 64 | 149 | I lay beside my master, and thought of what Drusus Andronicus had said. |
| 64 | 150 | On Earth I would never have thought of shy, quiet, gentle, diffident, intelligent, book-reading Paula as a "slut". |
| 64 | 151 | Surely she projected no such image to the world. |