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| 15 | 1302 | And, from time to time, observing me through narrowed lids, he would sip his wine. |
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| 15 | 1299 | I could View more quotes about hurt">hurt him, and I would! He had captured me! He had enslaved me! He had lashed and branded me! He had put me in the slave box! I despised him. |
| 15 | 1300 | I hated him. |
| 15 | 1301 | I would make him suffer! How desperately, in my dance, I tried to arouse him! Yet his eyes remained expressionless. |
| 15 | 1302 | And, from time to time, observing me through narrowed lids, he would sip his wine. |
| 15 | 1303 | And then I knew my body was dancing something to him that I could not understand, that I feared. |
| 15 | 1304 | It was strange. |
| 15 | 1305 | It was as though my body would, in its own right, speak to him, as though it were trying, on some level I could not comprehend, to communicate with him. |