He drove it into her missionary style, and though he was worried about hurting her, he could not stop himself from thrusting into her deeply. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. Her stomach growled, and she clutched at it in reaction, haphazardly observing that the gown had been changed to silk. "Still," went on the manager, "they are slaves in a sense; they are bought and sold until their original indebtedness is paid. In the end he broke his own heart along with your mother's.
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