"There were other kisses. ‘I’d like to taste,’ he said, ‘the inside of your mouth. God, how I’d like to be a Goblin-sized Gulliver and explore that cave.’
‘I can lend you my tongue,’ she said, and did.
A large boiled strawberry, still very hot."
— Ada, or Ardor by Vladimir Nabokov
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