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

At last, bent over, gasping for breath, she seemed to be coming around. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #308)
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12 308 At View more quotes about last">last, bent over, gasping for breath, she seemed to be coming around.

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

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12 305 But Elizabeth, with her free left hand had seized the paga bottle from Kamchak, and, to his amazement, had thrown back her head and taken, without realizing the full import of her action, about five lusty, guzzling swallows of paga.
12 306 Then, as I rescued the bottle, her eyes opened very wide and then blinked about ten times.
12 307 She exhaled slowly as if fire might be sizzling out instead of breath and then she shook, a delayed reaction, as if she had been thumped five times and then began to cough spasmodically and painfully until I, fearing she might suffocate, pounded her several times on the back.
12 308 At last, bent over, gasping for breath, she seemed to be coming around.
12 309 I held her by the shoulders and suddenly she turned herself in my hands and, as I was sitting cross-legged, threw herself on her back across my lap, her right wrist still chained to her left ankle.
12 310 She stretched insolently, as well as she could.
12 311 I was astounded.
But Elizabeth, with her free left hand had seized the paga bottle from Kamchak, and, to his amazement, had thrown back her head and taken, without realizing the full import of her action, about five lusty, guzzling swallows of paga. Then, as I rescued the bottle, her eyes opened very wide and then blinked about ten times. She exhaled slowly as if fire might be sizzling out instead of breath and then she shook, a delayed reaction, as if she had been thumped five times and then began to cough spasmodically and painfully until I, fearing she might suffocate, pounded her several times on the back. At last, bent over, gasping for breath, she seemed to be coming around. I held her by the shoulders and suddenly she turned herself in my hands and, as I was sitting cross-legged, threw herself on her back across my lap, her right wrist still chained to her left ankle. She stretched insolently, as well as she could. I was astounded. - (Nomads of Gor)