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" "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. I didn't think. She used to play violin, you know. Later, there will be fever, after I've got his heart pumping. . His hands reached under her skirt.

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