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| 22 | 244 | "It View more quotes about makes">makes me feel naked before a man," she said. |
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| 22 | 241 | It was all for nothing. |
| 22 | 242 | "You," challenged Verna, to the girl who had protested, "how do you like the feel of slave silk?" She looked down. |
| 22 | 243 | "Speak!" ordered Verna. |
| 22 | 244 | "It makes me feel naked before a man," she said. |
| 22 | 245 | "Do you wish to feel his hands, and his mouth, on your body?" she asked. |
| 22 | 246 | "Yes!" she cried out, miserably, kneeling. |
| 22 | 247 | Verna turned and pointed out one of my men, an oarsman. |