Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 15 | 22 | "View more quotes about excellent">Excellent," said Ho-Tu, putting aside his spoon. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 15 | 19 | A white silken cord had been knotted about her waist; in this cord was thrust a narrow rectangle of white silk, perhaps about two feet long. |
| 15 | 20 | About her throat, close-fitting and snug, there was a white-enameled collar, a lock collar. |
| 15 | 21 | She no longer wore the band of steel on her left ankle. |
| 15 | 22 | "Excellent," said Ho-Tu, putting aside his spoon. |
| 15 | 23 | Phyllis Robertson now lay on her back, and then her side, and then turned and rolled, drawing up her legs, putting her hands before her face, as though fending blows, her face a mask of pain, of fear. |
| 15 | 24 | The music became more wild. |
| 15 | 25 | The dance receives its name from the fact that the girl's head is not supposed to rise above the Warrior's belt, but only purists concern themselves with such niceties; wherever the dance is performed, however, it is imperative that the girl never rise to her feet. |
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A white silken cord had been knotted about her waist; in this cord was thrust a narrow rectangle of white silk, perhaps about two feet long.
About her throat, close-fitting and snug, there was a white-enameled collar, a lock collar.
She no longer wore the band of steel on her left ankle.
"Excellent," said Ho-Tu, putting aside his spoon.
Phyllis Robertson now lay on her back, and then her side, and then turned and rolled, drawing up her legs, putting her hands before her face, as though fending blows, her face a mask of pain, of fear.
The music became more wild.
The dance receives its name from the fact that the girl's head is not supposed to rise above the Warrior's belt, but only purists concern themselves with such niceties; wherever the dance is performed, however, it is imperative that the girl never rise to her feet.
- (Assassin of Gor)