Book, Chapter

1    3,  84|            your swords this way and press home the points. I ought,
2    3,  95|       embrace him convulsively, and press my face against his which
3    5, 153|             the fragment kiss'd and press'd,~And hid it wanton in
4    5, 160|            you.~KORITTO: Why do you press me so? Kerdon stitched it.~
5    6     | voluptuousness, that hand which you press so delicately, those round
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