“But he did, and in the dark of the night loneliness took hold of me, like an incubus.
Furious and rough was the onslaught of unchaste hands: this is the way a slave ravishes his master’s wife, a soldier rapes a schoolgirl.
—I’ll tell my husband!
—You’re lying.
—I’ll call to him right now!
—You’re raving.
You will call to no one.
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