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

Her beauty, she hoped, might save her, compensating to a significant extent for her ignorance of slave dance. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #418)
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24 418 Her View more quotes about beauty">beauty, she hoped, might save her, compensating to a significant extent for her ignorance of slave dance.

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

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24 415 To be sure, her feet were bare, and there were bells on her left ankle.
24 416 This created, to the Gorean thinking, a paradox.
24 417 She was sure she was beautiful, and that the men, who had glimpsed her for an instant when she entered upon the sand, had seen that, but only for a tantalizing moment.
24 418 Her beauty, she hoped, might save her, compensating to a significant extent for her ignorance of slave dance.
24 419 To be sure, she had seen the women moving in the circles.
24 420 She could not control her body with the subtlety they manifested, but she could see some of the simpler things they did, and she had some sense of what it might be to yield to such music, to obey it, to surrender herself to it, abjectly, as an aroused, commanded slave.
24 421 She walked about the circle once more, the veil closely about her, concealing even her features.
To be sure, her feet were bare, and there were bells on her left ankle. This created, to the Gorean thinking, a paradox. She was sure she was beautiful, and that the men, who had glimpsed her for an instant when she entered upon the sand, had seen that, but only for a tantalizing moment. Her beauty, she hoped, might save her, compensating to a significant extent for her ignorance of slave dance. To be sure, she had seen the women moving in the circles. She could not control her body with the subtlety they manifested, but she could see some of the simpler things they did, and she had some sense of what it might be to yield to such music, to obey it, to surrender herself to it, abjectly, as an aroused, commanded slave. She walked about the circle once more, the veil closely about her, concealing even her features. - (Prize of Gor)