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Date Posted: Fri, March 03 2023, 11:18:01
Author: Janet
Subject: QOTD for 03/03/2023

Quote of the Day for Friday, March 3, 2023 from Drums of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 40, Virgin Sacrifice. Copywrite 1997, all rights reserved.

This passage sets up a world of trouble for Roger....

He felt more drunk than before. Not groggy or sleepy, though, alive to everything. He could smell his own sweat; he could smell hers, smell the faint tang of fear that tinged her desire.

He closed his eyes and breathed. Tightened his grip on her shoulders. Pressed slowly. Slid in. Felt her tear and bit his own lib, hard enough to draw blood.

Her fingenails dug into his chest.

"Go on!" she whispered.

One sharp hard thrust, and he possessed her.

He stayed that way, eyes closed, breathing. Balanced on an edge of pleasure sharp enough to cause him pain. Dimly he wondered if the pain he felt was hers.

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[> I wonder if men can actually feel if a hymen tears. -- kgp, Fri, March 03 2023, 13:24:17


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[> [> I certainly don't know, but it's a consistent theme in many bodice rippers, so it must be so! ;>] -- Janet, Sat, March 04 2023, 4:09:36


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[> [> [> There’s just a wee, wee bit of bodice ripping in the Outlander world. This and “he could ride me like a horse” made me smile but wince just a wee bit . Lol -- Kathy in PA, Sat, March 04 2023, 5:15:27


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