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It was also, for a slave tunic, rather long, coming to just above the knees. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #361)

This is as it should be, and, shortly after coming to Gor, this is brought home to her, clearly; on Gor she finds herself restored to the antique rights of her biological heritage, and meaning; she learns complementarity; she learns about dominance and submission, and that she is not dominant; at last, in the order of an ancient and profound nature; she becomes, perhaps for the first time in her life, a woman; she discovers herself, and, discovering herself, she comes to rejoice in the subtleties and depths of her own nature; she comes at last to understand, accept, and love what she is. How precious and glorious it is, she learns, to be a woman! And how joyfully and wondrously different it is from a man! At last she becomes true to herself and in this truth she rids herself of miseries, anxieties, conflicts, and fears; she is no longer a politically engineered social artifact, but a woman, honestly and deeply a woman, a woman in the order of nature; she is thus now enabled for the first time in her life to find happiness, and if fortune and the market be with her, to give and receive love. The tunic I wore then was substantially white. It was also, for a slave tunic, rather long, coming to just above the knees. These things, I am certain, were no accident. Indeed, he, my master, had kept me generally in plain colors, usually gray or white rep cloth, and in tunics that were, for such wear, rather modest, rather than blatantly, boastfully exhibitory, as is often the case with Gorean masters who are proud of their girls and wish to show them off. Perhaps he wanted to try to think of me more as a woman's slave than a man's slave, or as more of a tower slave than a pleasure slave, so he would be the less attracted to me. - (Slave Girl of Gor)