Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 17 | 67 | His whip, on its staff View more quotes about ring">ring, blades folded back, and clipped, against the staff, which is long enough to be held with both hands, was at his belt. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 17 | 64 | "Never," she said, "you little urt". |
| 17 | 65 | She drew her legs together and covered her breasts with her hands. |
| 17 | 66 | "What is going on here?" asked Barzak, approaching. |
| 17 | 67 | His whip, on its staff ring, blades folded back, and clipped, against the staff, which is long enough to be held with both hands, was at his belt. |
| 17 | 68 | "Nothing," said the boy. |
| 17 | 69 | "'Nothing'!" said Ellen. |
| 17 | 70 | "This little urt was looking at me. |
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"Never," she said, "you little urt".
She drew her legs together and covered her breasts with her hands.
"What is going on here?" asked Barzak, approaching.
His whip, on its staff ring, blades folded back, and clipped, against the staff, which is long enough to be held with both hands, was at his belt.
"Nothing," said the boy.
"'Nothing'!" said Ellen.
"This little urt was looking at me.
- (Prize of Gor)