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But Targo did not know what the new serums had done, it seemed, and would take her at face value, as no more than a young, pretty barbarian. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #922)

Ellen did so, while Targo regarded her. "Perhaps you are just too young," he said, "little more than a pretty girl, perhaps not even of twenty summers". Ellen was startled to think of this in this manner, recalling Earth. But Targo did not know what the new serums had done, it seemed, and would take her at face value, as no more than a young, pretty barbarian. And then Ellen shook with the realization that, indeed, he was in no way in error; that was all she was, literally, truthfully. Physiologically, biologically, she was clearly, simply, truthfully, quite young. Beyond that there were only a distant, now-seemingly-unreal world and conventions having to do with an invented, mechanistic time, devised for purposes of convenience, purposes irrelevant to the natural courses of nature. - (Prize of Gor)