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| 1 | 479 | The View more quotes about girl">girl Elizabeth Cardwell, once a secretary in New York City, was one of the most delicious little wenches I had ever seen in slave silk. |
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| 1 | 476 | A true Gorean, I speculated, would not have left her in the paga tavern. |
| 1 | 477 | A true Gorean, I speculated, would have purchased her, and brought her back, to put her with his other women, a delicious new slave for his house. |
| 1 | 478 | I smiled to myself. |
| 1 | 479 | The girl Elizabeth Cardwell, once a secretary in New York City, was one of the most delicious little wenches I had ever seen in slave silk. |
| 1 | 480 | Her thigh bore the brand of the four bosk horns. |
| 1 | 481 | No, I had not treated her as would have a true Gorean. |
| 1 | 482 | I had not brought her back in my collar, to serve my pleasures. |