Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 43 | 403 | I kicked back into the flanks of the View more quotes about kaiila">kaiila and the animal bolted forward. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 43 | 400 | This was a message, too, which I was confident she would wish to deliver for, in delivering it, she would be attempting to lay the groundwork for her eventual, if not immediate, rescue. |
| 43 | 401 | "That will be sufficient, Lady Iwoso," I told her, in Kaiila, and then, with perhaps an overly dramatic gesture, but one whose effect was not lost on the Yellow Knives, I threw aside the robe I had worn. |
| 43 | 402 | It landed, happily, on a Yellow Knife who was charging from the side, causing him to lose his balance and fall. |
| 43 | 403 | I kicked back into the flanks of the kaiila and the animal bolted forward. |
| 43 | 404 | Iwoso was again jerked to the near-horizontal, that position approved for females being dragged in a slave sack, and was, in an instant, speeding cooperatively behind me. |
| 43 | 405 | A Yellow-Knife warrior lunged wildly for the sack but fell short, sprawling in the dust. |
| 43 | 406 | I had timed it rather well, I thought. |
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This was a message, too, which I was confident she would wish to deliver for, in delivering it, she would be attempting to lay the groundwork for her eventual, if not immediate, rescue.
"That will be sufficient, Lady Iwoso," I told her, in Kaiila, and then, with perhaps an overly dramatic gesture, but one whose effect was not lost on the Yellow Knives, I threw aside the robe I had worn.
It landed, happily, on a Yellow Knife who was charging from the side, causing him to lose his balance and fall.
I kicked back into the flanks of the kaiila and the animal bolted forward.
Iwoso was again jerked to the near-horizontal, that position approved for females being dragged in a slave sack, and was, in an instant, speeding cooperatively behind me.
A Yellow-Knife warrior lunged wildly for the sack but fell short, sprawling in the dust.
I had timed it rather well, I thought.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor)