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You want to make me vain!

Oh, marvellous, how snowy white! I am quite jealous!

As far as that goes, I don't agree with you, your skin is whiter than mine.

Not at all, child! But take everything off, the same as I do. Oh what a fuss you make; one would think you were undressing in front of a man. There, look in the glass. Paris himself would award you the apple… Little rascal, she's laughing to see herself so lovely. You deserve a kiss on the forehead, on the cheeks, and on the lips… She is sweetly pretty everywhere, all over.

The Countess' lips and mouth lingered busily at all points of Fanny's body. Fanny