a, vel te sic ipse flagitabam, Camerium mihi, pessimae puellae! quaedam inquit, nudum reduc<ta pectus>, en, hic in roseis latet papillis.
Are you hiding Camerius from me, you wicked wenches? I kept on demanding of them. One of them, baring her naked bosom, says, Look, here he is, hiding between my rosy breasts.
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