"lakajira!" "Keep your knees apart!" She complied, frightened.
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How soft, and inviting, were her thighs, and how sweet the secret gate to which they led.
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"Again!" "lakajira!" she cried.
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"It is true," he said.
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"Sir?" "What do they mean?" he said.
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"I do not know," she sobbed.
"Again!" he snapped.
"la kajira!" "Keep your knees apart!" She complied, frightened.
How soft, and inviting, were her thighs, and how sweet the secret gate to which they led.
"Again!" "la kajira!" she cried.
"It is true," he said.
"Sir?" "What do they mean?" he said.
"I do not know," she sobbed.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter )