Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 26 | 228 | I slung the key on its View more quotes about leather">leather loop around my neck. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 26 | 225 | Vika of Treve was my prisoner. |
| 26 | 226 | With a cry she leaped to her feet and threw herself against the door, her face suddenly wild with tears, and pounded on it madly with her small fists. |
| 26 | 227 | "Master! Master!" she cried. |
| 26 | 228 | I slung the key on its leather loop around my neck. |
| 26 | 229 | "Good-bye, Vika of Treve," I said. |
| 26 | 230 | She stopped pounding on the plastic partition and stared out at me, her face stained with tears, her hands pressed against the plastic. |
| 26 | 231 | Then to my amazement she smiled and wiped back a tear, and shook her head as though to throw the hair from her eyes and smiled at the foolishness of the gesture. |
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Vika of Treve was my prisoner.
With a cry she leaped to her feet and threw herself against the door, her face suddenly wild with tears, and pounded on it madly with her small fists.
"Master! Master!" she cried.
I slung the key on its leather loop around my neck.
"Good-bye, Vika of Treve," I said.
She stopped pounding on the plastic partition and stared out at me, her face stained with tears, her hands pressed against the plastic.
Then to my amazement she smiled and wiped back a tear, and shook her head as though to throw the hair from her eyes and smiled at the foolishness of the gesture.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)