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

Tupita was back of me, and half under the rail, where she had been thrust. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #1122)
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29 1122 View more quotes about tupita">Tupita was back of me, and half under the rail, where she had been thrust.

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

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29 1119 He then stepped back from me, and motioned that I should get up.
29 1120 I did so, unsteadily, for I had been closely bound, hand and foot.
29 1121 I stood before the rail.
29 1122 Tupita was back of me, and half under the rail, where she had been thrust.
29 1123 She, frightened, was partly on her side, and partly on her elbow.
29 1124 She was very beautiful there, bare-breasted, her neck in the slave collar of Ionicus, about her hips and thighs the brief shreds of the skirt of her work tunic, that tunic sacrificed that I might have at least the little I wore, a slave strip thrust in a narrow belt of rolled cloth.
29 1125 Tela, incredibly luscious, in the rectangle of red silk, which she had had to wear on the orders of Aulus, and Mina and Cara, half-stripped, scarcely less beautiful, bound in that order, still neck-roped to the rail, were to my left.
He then stepped back from me, and motioned that I should get up. I did so, unsteadily, for I had been closely bound, hand and foot. I stood before the rail. Tupita was back of me, and half under the rail, where she had been thrust. She, frightened, was partly on her side, and partly on her elbow. She was very beautiful there, bare-breasted, her neck in the slave collar of Ionicus, about her hips and thighs the brief shreds of the skirt of her work tunic, that tunic sacrificed that I might have at least the little I wore, a slave strip thrust in a narrow belt of rolled cloth. Tela, incredibly luscious, in the rectangle of red silk, which she had had to wear on the orders of Aulus, and Mina and Cara, half-stripped, scarcely less beautiful, bound in that order, still neck-roped to the rail, were to my left. - (Dancer of Gor)