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

Then, weeping, she lay down in the basket, a small figure, her knees drawn up, wrapped in the blanket. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #785)
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19 785 Then, weeping, she lay View more quotes about down">down in the basket, a small figure, her knees drawn up, wrapped in the blanket.

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

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19 782 Yes, a beautiful slave! See me on a market block, Selius Arconious.
19 783 See me perform! Then you will cry out with rage, with misery, with need, seeing what you have lost! "You have lost a prize, Selius Arconious," she cried, to the indifferent emptiness of the dark countryside.
19 784 "You have lost a prize!" The moons are beautiful, she thought, through tears.
19 785 Then, weeping, she lay down in the basket, a small figure, her knees drawn up, wrapped in the blanket.
19 786 I am a slave girl, she thought.
19 787 I wonder whose chain my neck will wear.
19 788 In time she slept.
Yes, a beautiful slave! See me on a market block, Selius Arconious. See me perform! Then you will cry out with rage, with misery, with need, seeing what you have lost! "You have lost a prize, Selius Arconious," she cried, to the indifferent emptiness of the dark countryside. "You have lost a prize!" The moons are beautiful, she thought, through tears. Then, weeping, she lay down in the basket, a small figure, her knees drawn up, wrapped in the blanket. I am a slave girl, she thought. I wonder whose chain my neck will wear. In time she slept. - (Prize of Gor)