Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 4 | 92 | She glanced at the View more quotes about blond">blond woman, who then, lifting her head, smiled up at her, knowingly, scornfully. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 4 | 89 | "It is a reference number, yours, in our records". |
| 4 | 90 | "Who undressed me? Who put me in this gown?" asked the older woman, frightened. |
| 4 | 91 | "Tutina," said the young man. |
| 4 | 92 | She glanced at the blond woman, who then, lifting her head, smiled up at her, knowingly, scornfully. |
| 4 | 93 | No longer then, at that moment, did Tutina seem timid. |
| 4 | 94 | To be sure, she was then relating to the older woman, not to the young man. |
| 4 | 95 | The older woman flushed, and then, in embarrassment, closed her eyes briefly, and then opened them, looking down, angrily, toward the rug. |
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"It is a reference number, yours, in our records".
"Who undressed me? Who put me in this gown?" asked the older woman, frightened.
"Tutina," said the young man.
She glanced at the blond woman, who then, lifting her head, smiled up at her, knowingly, scornfully.
No longer then, at that moment, did Tutina seem timid.
To be sure, she was then relating to the older woman, not to the young man.
The older woman flushed, and then, in embarrassment, closed her eyes briefly, and then opened them, looking down, angrily, toward the rug.
- (Prize of Gor)