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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

She looked up at me, puzzled. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #21)
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10 21 She View more quotes about looked">looked up at me, puzzled.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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10 18 It was one of the highest prices ever paid among the wagons for a slave and I judged that Albrecht had sorely missed his little Tenchika; the high price he was forced to pay for the girl was made even more intolerable by Kamchak's amusement at his expense, roaring with laughter and slapping his knee, because only too obviously Albrecht had allowed himself to care for the girl, and she only slave! Albrecht, while binding her wrists and putting his thong on her neck, had angrily cuffed her two or three times, calling her worthless and good for nothing; she was laughing and leaping beside his kaiila, weeping with joy; I last saw her running beside his stirrup, trying to press her head against his fur boot.
10 19 Dina, though she was slave, I had placed on the saddle before me, her legs over the left forequarters of the animal, and had ridden with her from the wagons, until in the distance I could see the gleaming, white walls of Turia.
10 20 When I had come to this place I set her on the grass.
10 21 She looked up at me, puzzled.
10 22 "Why have you brought me here?" she had asked.
10 23 I pointed into the distance.
10 24 "It is Turia," I said, "your city".
It was one of the highest prices ever paid among the wagons for a slave and I judged that Albrecht had sorely missed his little Tenchika; the high price he was forced to pay for the girl was made even more intolerable by Kamchak's amusement at his expense, roaring with laughter and slapping his knee, because only too obviously Albrecht had allowed himself to care for the girl, and she only slave! Albrecht, while binding her wrists and putting his thong on her neck, had angrily cuffed her two or three times, calling her worthless and good for nothing; she was laughing and leaping beside his kaiila, weeping with joy; I last saw her running beside his stirrup, trying to press her head against his fur boot. Dina, though she was slave, I had placed on the saddle before me, her legs over the left forequarters of the animal, and had ridden with her from the wagons, until in the distance I could see the gleaming, white walls of Turia. When I had come to this place I set her on the grass. She looked up at me, puzzled. "Why have you brought me here?" she had asked. I pointed into the distance. "It is Turia," I said, "your city". - (Nomads of Gor)