Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 228 | She View more quotes about struck">struck him twice with the leather quirt in her hand, sharply, viciously. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 225 | She, and others like her, had been encouraged and spoiled from childhood in all their whims, unlike most other Tuchuk women, that they might be fit prizes, Kamchak had told me, in the games of Love War. |
| 8 | 226 | Turian warriors, he told me, enjoy such women, the wild girls of the Wagons. |
| 8 | 227 | A young man, blondish-haired with blue eyes, unscarred, bumped against the girl's stirrup in the press of the crowd. |
| 8 | 228 | She struck him twice with the leather quirt in her hand, sharply, viciously. |
| 8 | 229 | I could see blood on the side of his neck, where it joins the shoulder. |
| 8 | 230 | "Slave!" she hissed. |
| 8 | 231 | He looked up angrily. |
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She, and others like her, had been encouraged and spoiled from childhood in all their whims, unlike most other Tuchuk women, that they might be fit prizes, Kamchak had told me, in the games of Love War.
Turian warriors, he told me, enjoy such women, the wild girls of the Wagons.
A young man, blondish-haired with blue eyes, unscarred, bumped against the girl's stirrup in the press of the crowd.
She struck him twice with the leather quirt in her hand, sharply, viciously.
I could see blood on the side of his neck, where it joins the shoulder.
"Slave!" she hissed.
He looked up angrily.
- (Nomads of Gor)