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"Oh!" said Boabissia, at the same time. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #166)

Where are they noticed? One supposes it could have been anywhere, perhaps in a high school or college class room, perhaps in a corridor or a cafeteria, perhaps on a street, perhaps in a park or on a beach, perhaps on a bus or subway, or waiting at an airport, perhaps in an office, perhaps while getting into or out of a taxi, perhaps while shopping at the local supermarket. Who knows where or when the eyes of the slavers are upon them? If they knew that would they flee behind locked doors, hoping vainly to escape their fate; would they crouch fearfully in closets, waiting for the doors to be opened; or would they stand differently and move ever more beautifully, hoping in shyness, deference and femininity, to suggest their value, and their possible worthiness for a Gorean slave collar? Consider that young lady there, whom you have noticed. Do you not sense that she is needful? Is she not sweetly slung? How would she look in slave silk? Will a numbered transportation anklet be set aside for her? Who knows? Perhaps it has already been done? "Oh!" said a bound girl, being brought to the group. "Oh!" said Boabissia, at the same time. She had turned about, from watching the disciplining of the neck-chained girl, and struck against the new girl. "Clumsy slave!" cried Boabissia, angrily. Twice then, angrily, she struck the new girl with the sides of her small fists. - (Mercenaries of Gor)