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Telima had been branded long ago, but the thighs of Midice, Thura and Ula had never yet felt the iron. I watched the girl from Port Kar dance. We could, tomorrow, brand the three girls, and purchase collars. There was something of an uproar as a large, fierce-looking fellow, narrow-eyed, ugly, missing an ear, followed by some twenty or thirty sailors, burst into the tavern. "Paga! Paga!" they cried, throwing over some tables they wished, driving men from them, who had sat there, then righting the tables and sitting about them, pounding on them and shouting. Girls ran to serve them paga. "It is Surbus," said a man near me, to another. - (Raiders of Gor)