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Had he thought that he had known me? Well, perhaps now he was wondering if he had really, at all, known me! I leaped to my feet and moved sensuously but, too, as though prodded and shoved, as though driven, herded, to the slave wagon. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 31, Sentence #229)

"She is sorry! She begs forgiveness!" I looked to the stranger, in his mask, from where I lay. His eyes shone. I almost cried out with pleasure. Had he thought that he had known me? Well, perhaps now he was wondering if he had really, at all, known me! I leaped to my feet and moved sensuously but, too, as though prodded and shoved, as though driven, herded, to the slave wagon. Tupita gasped. I seized the slave whip and thrust it between my teeth, harshly, as might have a man, and then I flung myself to the dirt. Then, bit by bit, sometimes on my knees, sometimes as though I had tried to rise, and had then again been thrust to my knees, sometimes on all fours, sometimes as though trying to rise to my knees, and being forced again to all fours, I made my way to Mirus. - (Dancer of Gor)