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Book 15. (1 results) Rogue of Gor (Individual Quote)

I recalled the lovely, preoccupied, fearful, inhibited, conforming Miss Henderson. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #132)
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22 132 I View more quotes about recalled">recalled the lovely, preoccupied, fearful, inhibited, conforming Miss Henderson.

Book 15. (7 results) Rogue of Gor (Context Quote)

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22 129 It is outside the house, like the land, and space, and stars.
22 130 Those who prefer to stay indoors need not ask what lies outside the house.
22 131 Let them stay indoors, if they wish; but, too, let them not interfere with those whose destiny calls them to the greater, beckoning, healthful, sunlit world outside.
22 132 I recalled the lovely, preoccupied, fearful, inhibited, conforming Miss Henderson.
22 133 I doubt that she knew how she was looked at.
22 134 Could she have even understood it? Did she know how she was looked at, could she have suspected it, that she was looked at, despite her prescribed garmenture, despite her ideology and views, her smugness, her vaunted pride, as a woman is looked at by a man? Had I not a thousand times, in my mind, seeing her in the corridors, on the campus, on the streets, unbeknownst to her, conjectured her luscious lineaments; had I not a thousand times, noting her in a thousand places, in my mind, had her revealed to me, and collared? And now the lovely, vain, pretentious, troublesome Miss Henderson was no longer on Earth.
22 135 She, as I, was on Gor.
It is outside the house, like the land, and space, and stars. Those who prefer to stay indoors need not ask what lies outside the house. Let them stay indoors, if they wish; but, too, let them not interfere with those whose destiny calls them to the greater, beckoning, healthful, sunlit world outside. I recalled the lovely, preoccupied, fearful, inhibited, conforming Miss Henderson. I doubt that she knew how she was looked at. Could she have even understood it? Did she know how she was looked at, could she have suspected it, that she was looked at, despite her prescribed garmenture, despite her ideology and views, her smugness, her vaunted pride, as a woman is looked at by a man? Had I not a thousand times, in my mind, seeing her in the corridors, on the campus, on the streets, unbeknownst to her, conjectured her luscious lineaments; had I not a thousand times, noting her in a thousand places, in my mind, had her revealed to me, and collared? And now the lovely, vain, pretentious, troublesome Miss Henderson was no longer on Earth. She, as I, was on Gor. - (Rogue of Gor)