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"My lips would belie my heart were I to refuse you. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. ’ ‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’ ‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps. ” She pulled her dress back over her breasts, glad for the elastic that she had sewn in. I drew upon every skill I had ever learned in battle in 199 her tournaments.
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