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There I would be alone with Drusus Rencius, a Gorean male, in the room. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #529)

I had then continued to follow him, still braceleted, through the alleys, toward the inn of Lysias. Why did he not release me now? Why did he still keep me braceleted, like a slave? Could he not see that I was almost overcome with emotion? Could he not see my misery, my distress? Could he not see how overwrought I was? Could he not see the difficulty I was having, fighting myself? We were approaching closer and closer to the inn of Lysias. This excited and thrilled me, but, too, it frightened and terrified me. There I would be alone with Drusus Rencius, a Gorean male, in the room. What would I do? How would I act? I moaned to myself. I wished to run to the room, and I wished to hang back, almost as though against a leash. Emotions raged within me, furies and resentments lingering from my Earth conditionings, residues of masculine values which I had been encouraged to espouse and exemplify, and, released on Gor, welling up from deeply within me, from what sources I could scarcely dare conjecture, alarming me, disconcerting me, almost overpowering feelings of helplessness, vulnerability and femininity. - (Kajira of Gor)