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

Phyllis, standing a bit behind Ho-Sorl and to his left, looked at us, tears in her eyes. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #503)
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24 503 View more quotes about phyllis">Phyllis, standing a bit behind Ho-Sorl and to his left, looked at us, tears in her eyes.

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

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24 500 The combination was devastating, tormentingly attractive, an achievement so tantalizing and astoundingly exciting that I would not be surprised if it were adopted throughout Ar by the city's free women, rebellious, proud of their bodies, at last determined to throw off centuries of restriction, of confinement and sequestration, at last determined to stand forth as individuals, female individuals, sensuous as slave girls but yet rich in their own persons, intelligent, bold, beautiful, free.
24 501 I mused to myself that slave raids on Ar might grow more frequent.
24 502 Elizabeth and I wished Relius and his Companion, Virginia Kent, well.
24 503 Phyllis, standing a bit behind Ho-Sorl and to his left, looked at us, tears in her eyes.
24 504 "Greetings, Slave," said Elizabeth.
24 505 Phyllis smiled.
24 506 "Greetings, Mistress," she said.
The combination was devastating, tormentingly attractive, an achievement so tantalizing and astoundingly exciting that I would not be surprised if it were adopted throughout Ar by the city's free women, rebellious, proud of their bodies, at last determined to throw off centuries of restriction, of confinement and sequestration, at last determined to stand forth as individuals, female individuals, sensuous as slave girls but yet rich in their own persons, intelligent, bold, beautiful, free. I mused to myself that slave raids on Ar might grow more frequent. Elizabeth and I wished Relius and his Companion, Virginia Kent, well. Phyllis, standing a bit behind Ho-Sorl and to his left, looked at us, tears in her eyes. "Greetings, Slave," said Elizabeth. Phyllis smiled. "Greetings, Mistress," she said. - (Assassin of Gor)