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I catch the glance of her tail I tremble when she
                   is silent                                    .               ,
                    We were in no hurry The world stood still beneath
                                .
                    our feet, and              .                                              ,
                   Sigma tried to keep up, not to lose her footing

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                   breath, not to lose the rhythm. Inside the suit
                   It was hot. Latex clung to the body. Skin underneath
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                                  ,
                   them like in a steam room And all this sweet
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                                        .
                   punishment                              .
                      Sometimes I looked over my shoulder One
                                      .
                   glance          and she would start crawling faster
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                   The second           and froze, straightening her back
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                   like a trained dog                  ,                               ,

                                                        I said gently and
                      Good girl                        .
                   lazily                            ,                           ,            ,
                   Her knees trembled I heard it A stop in the shade
                                .
                                                                .
                   We turned toward the palm tree. The shadow from it
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                   spread out like a blanket I froze at
                                                            .
                   the trunk, glancing at Sigma. She immediately
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                                               ,
                                                                               .
                   stopped. She remained on her knees, breathing
                                ,
                   heavily                   .                                        ,
                   breathing, not daring to raise her eyes
                       Sigma's inner voice                            .
                            ,
                   If I could, I would lie down at her feet. I would
                                                                    )
                     (
                   lick the sand she walked on I would                                 .
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                   whimper with happiness I would whisper                                  .
                                            ,
                    thank you         with every cell But I don't have
                                                        .
                                                                    .
                   words Only pulse and tremor Only
                   "
                                   "
                   desire to be in this place in this role in                                 ,
                            .
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