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"Not that! I mean— I mean—!" But I had swept her into my arms and carried her a few yards down the passageway and then into one of the side passages, where, protruding from a rear area, in a heap of litter and debris, mostly banked against a wall, in the midst of other garbage, refuse, and trash, I had seen the corner of a discarded, ragged, thick, roughly woven reed slave mat. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #1095)

"What do you mean?" she asked. "I am going to give you what you want," I said. "No!" she said. "Not that! I mean— I mean—!" But I had swept her into my arms and carried her a few yards down the passageway and then into one of the side passages, where, protruding from a rear area, in a heap of litter and debris, mostly banked against a wall, in the midst of other garbage, refuse, and trash, I had seen the corner of a discarded, ragged, thick, roughly woven reed slave mat. "No!" she said. "Not now! Not this way!" "Be silent," I said. What was she complaining about? I had even carried her to this place in honor, in my arms, as a free woman. - (Mercenaries of Gor)