Book 23. (1 results) Renegades of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 15 | 832 | "Do not fret, View more quotes about little">little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun". |
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Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 15 | 829 | I did have respect for Aemilianus as a commander. |
| 15 | 830 | Lady Publia squirmed, and wept. |
| 15 | 831 | The hood was wet with her tears. |
| 15 | 832 | "Do not fret, little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun". |
| 15 | 833 | She wept and struggled. |
| 15 | 834 | "It seems there will be little difficulty in getting this one to squirm on the spear," said the fellow. |
| 15 | 835 | Wild, tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood. |
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I did have respect for Aemilianus as a commander.
Lady Publia squirmed, and wept.
The hood was wet with her tears.
"Do not fret, little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun".
She wept and struggled.
"It seems there will be little difficulty in getting this one to squirm on the spear," said the fellow.
Wild, tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood.
- (Renegades of Gor)