’ Obediently, Gerald rose and walked to the other end of the parlour. “I love you, I always will. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. ” She shook her head, snapping out of her reverie. \"Hardwood floors. ’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. He then made a sort of running noose, passed it over her body, and taking firmly hold of the bars, prepared to guide her descent.
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