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23Kate finished applying her eyeliner and looked at Sasha directly. “I don’t know how deeply Miss Little took you girls into dreamland in that sexuality course, but one of the most commonly shared female fantasies is of being enslaved to a very powerful, handsome, brilliant man. I mean enslaved as his s****l toy. Or captive. That’s the most frequent variation, I’m sure.” “But what does this have to do with Harry and Zeke, Mom?” “Harrison Hill is like one of those powerful men in those steamy books we consume by the truckload, baby. A man with the passionate appetites of some Middle Eastern sultan of two centuries ago. And Zeke’s like Harry’s huge black harem master, same as in one of those books.” She reached again for Sasha’s hands, and this time Sasha relented. “Darling, these men ar

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