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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

One of the physicians rushed forward and thrust the long syringe deep through her exoskeleton into the fluids of her thorax. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #327)
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27 327 One of the physicians View more quotes about rushed">rushed forward and thrust the long syringe deep through her exoskeleton into the fluids of her thorax.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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27 324 "I said nothing to him but I considered what he had said, and I thought on this matter, and at last—in league with the Second Born, who has since succumbed to the Pleasures of the Golden Beetle, I set aside a female egg to be concealed from Sarm beyond the Nest".
27 325 "Where is this egg?" I asked.
27 326 She seemed not to understand my question and I was afraid for her as I saw her ancient brown carcass begin to shake with spasmodic tremors which I feared might herald the close of that vast life.
27 327 One of the physicians rushed forward and thrust the long syringe deep through her exoskeleton into the fluids of her thorax.
27 328 He drew out the syringe and held his antennae to hers for a moment.
27 329 The tremors subsided.
27 330 He withdrew and stood watching us from some distance away, not moving, as still as the others, like a thousand statues of tortured gold.
"I said nothing to him but I considered what he had said, and I thought on this matter, and at last—in league with the Second Born, who has since succumbed to the Pleasures of the Golden Beetle, I set aside a female egg to be concealed from Sarm beyond the Nest". "Where is this egg?" I asked. She seemed not to understand my question and I was afraid for her as I saw her ancient brown carcass begin to shake with spasmodic tremors which I feared might herald the close of that vast life. One of the physicians rushed forward and thrust the long syringe deep through her exoskeleton into the fluids of her thorax. He drew out the syringe and held his antennae to hers for a moment. The tremors subsided. He withdrew and stood watching us from some distance away, not moving, as still as the others, like a thousand statues of tortured gold. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)