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I watched Lola moving toward the brunette. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #75)

Accordingly, though the brunette would know that, to her woe, she, now in her own collar, was confined with a girl to whom she had once been almost as Mistress, she would not begin to know or suspect that one named Jason, of Victoria, a free man, resided now within the same holding as she. "How beautiful are slaves," said Miles of Vonda. "Yes," I said. I watched Lola moving toward the brunette. She had, I gathered, seen the brunette push the other girl away, earlier. She sat down, apparently indolently, next to the brunette, and stretched her body languorously, as a slave girl. Though Lola seemed thoughtless and unconcerned in what she did, neither I nor the brunette could be under any delusion as to what was transpiring. - (Guardsman of Gor)