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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

Nelsa, it seems, is not as clever, or wise, as she thought". - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #286)
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13 286 Nelsa, it View more quotes about seems">seems, is not as clever, or wise, as she thought".

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 283 Regardless of the interest or value of such speculations, the truth of which would in any event be veiled in the mysteries and darkness of the past, the fact of the matter was obvious, the fact of the congeniality of such bodies to the convenience of binding and tethering, as obvious as the perfection of the bond on Nelsa, who, clutching at the air, kicking, frantic, screaming and crying out in terror, was now being drawn rapidly away from the roof, swinging, dangling, wildly, twenty feet below a speeding tarn, between the towers, hundreds of feet above the streets of the city.
13 284 "It is the strategy of the second strike," said Laura.
13 285 "The first apparently bungles his strike and then, silently, the derisive, or unwary, quarry off guard, revealing herself, thinking herself safe, the cohort approaches, and makes the actual play for the game.
13 286 Nelsa, it seems, is not as clever, or wise, as she thought".
13 287 "Look," said Ellen, pointing away, in the direction to which the wind was blowing, that in which the tarn had flown.
13 288 "Yes," said Laura, "the two of them, the monsters, are having their rendezvous.
13 289 Now they are fleeing, together".
Regardless of the interest or value of such speculations, the truth of which would in any event be veiled in the mysteries and darkness of the past, the fact of the matter was obvious, the fact of the congeniality of such bodies to the convenience of binding and tethering, as obvious as the perfection of the bond on Nelsa, who, clutching at the air, kicking, frantic, screaming and crying out in terror, was now being drawn rapidly away from the roof, swinging, dangling, wildly, twenty feet below a speeding tarn, between the towers, hundreds of feet above the streets of the city. "It is the strategy of the second strike," said Laura. "The first apparently bungles his strike and then, silently, the derisive, or unwary, quarry off guard, revealing herself, thinking herself safe, the cohort approaches, and makes the actual play for the game. Nelsa, it seems, is not as clever, or wise, as she thought". "Look," said Ellen, pointing away, in the direction to which the wind was blowing, that in which the tarn had flown. "Yes," said Laura, "the two of them, the monsters, are having their rendezvous. Now they are fleeing, together". - (Prize of Gor)