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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

I turned her about on her back and put my hand in the chain about her throat, staying behind her. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #98)
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13 98 I View more quotes about turned">turned her about on her back and put my hand in the chain about her throat, staying behind her.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 95 She lost her stroke.
13 96 She threw all her energies now into her panic-stricken flight; but the beauty of the rhythm, that powerful, even rhythm, was gone; her stroke was uneven; she lifted too much water; she missed a breath; she thrashed; but still she fled wildly for safety, kicking madly, trying to escape.
13 97 And then my hands closed on her waist and she cried out in rage, struggling, trying to break free.
13 98 I turned her about on her back and put my hand in the chain about her throat, staying behind her.
13 99 She tried to put her hands back but could not remove my hand from the chain.
13 100 Then, slowly, in triumph, my hand in the chain, I towed her on her back, she helpless, to the other end of the pool.
13 101 In a secluded place, among the planted grasses and ferns, sheltered from view, I had lifted Nela from the pool and placed her on a large piece of orange toweling on the grass, near which I had left my clothes and pouch.
She lost her stroke. She threw all her energies now into her panic-stricken flight; but the beauty of the rhythm, that powerful, even rhythm, was gone; her stroke was uneven; she lifted too much water; she missed a breath; she thrashed; but still she fled wildly for safety, kicking madly, trying to escape. And then my hands closed on her waist and she cried out in rage, struggling, trying to break free. I turned her about on her back and put my hand in the chain about her throat, staying behind her. She tried to put her hands back but could not remove my hand from the chain. Then, slowly, in triumph, my hand in the chain, I towed her on her back, she helpless, to the other end of the pool. In a secluded place, among the planted grasses and ferns, sheltered from view, I had lifted Nela from the pool and placed her on a large piece of orange toweling on the grass, near which I had left my clothes and pouch. - (Assassin of Gor)