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“A harem," she murmured into his neck and laughed at last at the notion. "I can't believe you had a harem. You are hilarious, Stuart." He laughed. At himself. "I hated men. I loved women. I wanted them all. It seemed logical to start to accumulate them.” quote by Judith Ivory — Download Open image

““A harem," she murmured into his neck and laughed at last at the notion. "I can't believe you had a harem. You are hilarious, Stuart." He laughed. At himself. "I hated men. I loved women. I wanted them all. It seemed logical to start to accumulate them.””

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