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She would have preferred her tunic, however brief. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #92)

Things were so unfamiliar. What could she, given no choice, brought helplessly here, be to these people? What could one such as she be on this world? She feared she knew. How strange it is, she thought, to be fully clothed, according to one's culture, so decorously, even primly, and yet, here, in a different culture, in an identical garmenture, being presented, being put on view, to feel so exposed, to feel oneself an eccentric object of curiosity. She would have preferred her tunic, however brief. Then she would at least have better fitted in with her surroundings; she would then have felt less anomalous, less conspicuous, more congruent with her lovely milieu. There were others of her status in the room, and surely they, at least, were appropriately garmented, were accorded the simple, natural garmentures, so brief, so clinging, so revealing, which seemed to be culturally prescribed for those of their station, which station she had no doubt was hers, as well. They were attractively, and suitably, garbed, at least for what they were. - (Prize of Gor)