Book 20. (1 results) Players of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 2 | 845 | How View more quotes about real">real and alive she was, the slave. |
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Book 20. (7 results) Players of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 2 | 842 | She was an incredibly lovely young slave, and loved him from the depths of her heart. |
| 2 | 843 | Her perspiration had run in trickles through the paint on her body. |
| 2 | 844 | I watched her for a moment. |
| 2 | 845 | How real and alive she was, the slave. |
| 2 | 846 | I turned away, troubled by some thought, but I could not, at the moment, determine what it was. |
| 2 | 847 | It was now growing late and I thought that perhaps I should consider returning to my holding. |
| 2 | 848 | It was then that I recalled my earlier conversation with Henrius. |
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She was an incredibly lovely young slave, and loved him from the depths of her heart.
Her perspiration had run in trickles through the paint on her body.
I watched her for a moment.
How real and alive she was, the slave.
I turned away, troubled by some thought, but I could not, at the moment, determine what it was.
It was now growing late and I thought that perhaps I should consider returning to my holding.
It was then that I recalled my earlier conversation with Henrius.
- (Players of Gor)