Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 10 | 195 | She View more quotes about stood">stood, her eyes burning, tears streaming down her face. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 10 | 192 | "You hate me?" she asked. |
| 10 | 193 | "Stand," said he. |
| 10 | 194 | "Disrobe". |
| 10 | 195 | She stood, her eyes burning, tears streaming down her face. |
| 10 | 196 | She reached to the disrobing loop at the left shoulder and tugged it, dropping the garment about her ankles. |
| 10 | 197 | She stepped from it, it lying then beside her, a small atoll of cloth on a calm marble sea. |
| 10 | 198 | She stood before him, weeping, but erect, gracefully, as she had been taught. |
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"You hate me?" she asked.
"Stand," said he.
"Disrobe".
She stood, her eyes burning, tears streaming down her face.
She reached to the disrobing loop at the left shoulder and tugged it, dropping the garment about her ankles.
She stepped from it, it lying then beside her, a small atoll of cloth on a calm marble sea.
She stood before him, weeping, but erect, gracefully, as she had been taught.
- (Prize of Gor)