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

Yes, yes, she thought, gasping, slave eager, frenziedly grateful, a man, any man! On Earth, at her current age, some eighteen or nineteen years of age, she might have been a freshman in college, being doubtless noticed by upperclassmen. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #2266)
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27 2266 Yes, yes, she View more quotes about thought">thought, gasping, slave eager, frenziedly grateful, a man, any man! On Earth, at her current age, some eighteen or nineteen years of age, she might have been a freshman in college, being doubtless noticed by upperclassmen.

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

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27 2263 "I am eager to beg," she had said.
27 2264 "I am Ellen, the slave girl of Mirus of Ar.
27 2265 I beg to please a man, any man".
27 2266 Yes, yes, she thought, gasping, slave eager, frenziedly grateful, a man, any man! On Earth, at her current age, some eighteen or nineteen years of age, she might have been a freshman in college, being doubtless noticed by upperclassmen.
27 2267 A young, beautiful girl.
27 2268 Here, on Gor, she was a young, beautiful slave, and one whose lovely body had been well honed to quiver and squirm in responsiveness.
27 2269 How different she would have been from Earth! How the young men might have cried out, could they have seen her as she was now! "Slave," he whispered, contemptuously.
"I am eager to beg," she had said. "I am Ellen, the slave girl of Mirus of Ar. I beg to please a man, any man". Yes, yes, she thought, gasping, slave eager, frenziedly grateful, a man, any man! On Earth, at her current age, some eighteen or nineteen years of age, she might have been a freshman in college, being doubtless noticed by upperclassmen. A young, beautiful girl. Here, on Gor, she was a young, beautiful slave, and one whose lovely body had been well honed to quiver and squirm in responsiveness. How different she would have been from Earth! How the young men might have cried out, could they have seen her as she was now! "Slave," he whispered, contemptuously. - (Prize of Gor)