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Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)

"I wonder if you really do," he said. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #655)
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3 655 "I View more quotes about wonder">wonder if you really do," he said.

Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 652 I could not begin to understand a man who was so strong.
3 653 How absurd it seemed! Did he not know that women could do anything with impunity, that no matter what we did, even if it were to bring about the destruction of a man's manhood and the ruination of his life, we were never punished? And yet this man seemed ready to punish me for so little as a lie, or perhaps for something as insignificant as simply not being fully pleasing to him! What sort of man was this? It was almost as though he were not a man of Earth! How had he managed to escape his weakening? Had he, somehow, not been suitably trained and conditioned? How different he seemed from a man of Earth! Was he one of the rare men of Earth, I wondered, who had seen through the debilitating and demeaning hoaxes of his society, who had cast forth from him, like poisons from his body, the unnatural and pathological conditioning programs to which he had been subjected? "Do you understand?" he asked.
3 654 "Yes," I said.
3 655 "I wonder if you really do," he said.
3 656 My lip trembled.
3 657 "You might perhaps think of lying now to a man," he said, "but I assure you, my dear, the time will come when you would be terrified to even think of lying to a man".
3 658 I was silent.
I could not begin to understand a man who was so strong. How absurd it seemed! Did he not know that women could do anything with impunity, that no matter what we did, even if it were to bring about the destruction of a man's manhood and the ruination of his life, we were never punished? And yet this man seemed ready to punish me for so little as a lie, or perhaps for something as insignificant as simply not being fully pleasing to him! What sort of man was this? It was almost as though he were not a man of Earth! How had he managed to escape his weakening? Had he, somehow, not been suitably trained and conditioned? How different he seemed from a man of Earth! Was he one of the rare men of Earth, I wondered, who had seen through the debilitating and demeaning hoaxes of his society, who had cast forth from him, like poisons from his body, the unnatural and pathological conditioning programs to which he had been subjected? "Do you understand?" he asked. "Yes," I said. "I wonder if you really do," he said. My lip trembled. "You might perhaps think of lying now to a man," he said, "but I assure you, my dear, the time will come when you would be terrified to even think of lying to a man". I was silent. - (Dancer of Gor)