"You are the same, the same, again!" She was silent.
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She remembered back, so long ago.
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Her hair had been dark and glossy.
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She had worn it high on her head, in a severe bun.
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She recalled studying her figure, critically, approvingly, in her apartment, standing before the mirror in brassiere and panties.
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It was so long ago.
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"You are the same," he whispered.
"You are the same, the same, again!" She was silent.
She remembered back, so long ago.
Her hair had been dark and glossy.
She had worn it high on her head, in a severe bun.
She recalled studying her figure, critically, approvingly, in her apartment, standing before the mirror in brassiere and panties.
It was so long ago.
"You are the same," he whispered.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )