“At one side of the tavern a girl was dancing on the table, her scarlet silks swirling sensuously through the smoke-filled air as she writhed and spun, their gilded sequins flashing in the torchlight. Brazen castanets on her fingertips clashed and rang in an intricate syncopated rhythm, interweaving with that of her bare feet on the coin-strewn tabletop. She was tall and long of limb, with the lithe muscles of a dancer and the buxom build of a pleasure slave. Her hair was as black as polished jet, thrown carelessly back from a face that suggested aristocratic Stygian blood ran in her veins, perhaps mixed with Shemite, yet her skin was unusually pale for one of those races, the color of desert sand. Gazing into the eyes of one of the men clustered about the table — the last to have thrown s
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| - “At one side of the tavern a girl was dancing on the table, her scarlet silks swirling sensuously through the smoke-filled air as she writhed and spun, their gilded sequins flashing in the torchlight. Brazen castanets on her fingertips clashed and rang in an intricate syncopated rhythm, interweaving with that of her bare feet on the coin-strewn tabletop. She was tall and long of limb, with the lithe muscles of a dancer and the buxom build of a pleasure slave. Her hair was as black as polished jet, thrown carelessly back from a face that suggested aristocratic Stygian blood ran in her veins, perhaps mixed with Shemite, yet her skin was unusually pale for one of those races, the color of desert sand. Gazing into the eyes of one of the men clustered about the table — the last to have thrown s
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| - “At one side of the tavern a girl was dancing on the table, her scarlet silks swirling sensuously through the smoke-filled air as she writhed and spun, their gilded sequins flashing in the torchlight. Brazen castanets on her fingertips clashed and rang in an intricate syncopated rhythm, interweaving with that of her bare feet on the coin-strewn tabletop. She was tall and long of limb, with the lithe muscles of a dancer and the buxom build of a pleasure slave. Her hair was as black as polished jet, thrown carelessly back from a face that suggested aristocratic Stygian blood ran in her veins, perhaps mixed with Shemite, yet her skin was unusually pale for one of those races, the color of desert sand. Gazing into the eyes of one of the men clustered about the table — the last to have thrown silver onto it — she smiled seductively, and parted her glistening red lips with a low moan as she slowly unwound a sequined band of red silk from around her tanned belly, her hips grinding rhythmically to the ringing of the castanets. Her arms rose, swaying, above her head, the silken strip twining around her wrists to playfully bind them one to another; yet the grinding of her hips and the trapped but lust-ridden look on he face made clear the pleasures a red-blooded man could experience had he bound her so in his seraglio.”
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