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Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)

"I am a woman," she said, "and my feminine needs, irresistible, overwhelming, clamoring, pleading, making me helpless and yours, prostrate me before you!" "You speak like a slave," I said. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 44, Sentence #177)
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44 177 "I am a View more quotes about woman">woman," she said, "and my feminine needs, irresistible, overwhelming, clamoring, pleading, making me helpless and yours, prostrate me before you!" "You speak like a slave," I said.

Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)

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44 174 "Yes!" she said.
44 175 "Surely you can speak more clearly," I said.
44 176 "I am a woman," she said, "and my body hunger cries out in my belly! My desire in much with me! My wants are much upon me!" "Speak more clearly," I said.
44 177 "I am a woman," she said, "and my feminine needs, irresistible, overwhelming, clamoring, pleading, making me helpless and yours, prostrate me before you!" "You speak like a slave," I said.
44 178 "And perhaps now," she said, "for the first time, I begin to understand something of the nature of those feelings which can so afflict those unfortunate women, making them so helpless, begging their masters for their touch".
44 179 "Is it my understanding," I asked, "that you wish to serve at the post, as a slave might, licking and kissing?" "Yes!" she said.
44 180 She then closed her eyes and pursed her lips.
"Yes!" she said. "Surely you can speak more clearly," I said. "I am a woman," she said, "and my body hunger cries out in my belly! My desire in much with me! My wants are much upon me!" "Speak more clearly," I said. "I am a woman," she said, "and my feminine needs, irresistible, overwhelming, clamoring, pleading, making me helpless and yours, prostrate me before you!" "You speak like a slave," I said. "And perhaps now," she said, "for the first time, I begin to understand something of the nature of those feelings which can so afflict those unfortunate women, making them so helpless, begging their masters for their touch". "Is it my understanding," I asked, "that you wish to serve at the post, as a slave might, licking and kissing?" "Yes!" she said. She then closed her eyes and pursed her lips. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)