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And I fear that if I did not comply, somehow they would know, as always it seems they do, perhaps from some small cue, perhaps some slight movement, or cast of feature, or shading of complexion, or tremor, or reluctance, unbeknownst even to myself. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #3)

I then, hooded within the cloak, braceleted, leashed, followed him through the streets. She Ponders How to Tell Her Story, and Attempts to Provide Some Understanding or Guidance for a Possible Reader I do not know how exactly to express these thoughts. Yet I have been commanded to ruthless honesty. And I fear that if I did not comply, somehow they would know, as always it seems they do, perhaps from some small cue, perhaps some slight movement, or cast of feature, or shading of complexion, or tremor, or reluctance, unbeknownst even to myself. We are so helpless, so vulnerable. They seem to know so much. I seem to be transparent to them. - (Prize of Gor)