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Book 23. (1 results) Renegades of Gor (Individual Quote)

She had lovely legs and the contours of the ropes about her upper body would not leave much doubt that luscious slave curves were the helpless prisoners of their coarse, serpentine coils. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #490)
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17 490 She had View more quotes about lovely">lovely legs and the contours of the ropes about her upper body would not leave much doubt that luscious slave curves were the helpless prisoners of their coarse, serpentine coils.

Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)

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17 487 I saw men pointing to me.
17 488 I had little doubt that some of them, at least, would have seen me on the upper battlements, and would realize I had been commanding on the wall.
17 489 Too, I stood next to a well-roped woman who, though hooded, and much covered in the upper body by ropes, would be likely to intrigue them.
17 490 She had lovely legs and the contours of the ropes about her upper body would not leave much doubt that luscious slave curves were the helpless prisoners of their coarse, serpentine coils.
17 491 I sheathed my sword.
17 492 It must have appeared to most of them that my escape was cut off, that I was somehow trapped between the two stairways.
17 493 Doubtless we would seem prizes in diverse ways to the Cosians, the commander of the wall and a female who might hopefully, when unhooded, be found to have a face to match the excitements of her figure.
I saw men pointing to me. I had little doubt that some of them, at least, would have seen me on the upper battlements, and would realize I had been commanding on the wall. Too, I stood next to a well-roped woman who, though hooded, and much covered in the upper body by ropes, would be likely to intrigue them. She had lovely legs and the contours of the ropes about her upper body would not leave much doubt that luscious slave curves were the helpless prisoners of their coarse, serpentine coils. I sheathed my sword. It must have appeared to most of them that my escape was cut off, that I was somehow trapped between the two stairways. Doubtless we would seem prizes in diverse ways to the Cosians, the commander of the wall and a female who might hopefully, when unhooded, be found to have a face to match the excitements of her figure. - (Renegades of Gor)