Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 29 | 20 | She walked proudly. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 29 | 17 | There were View more quotes about pack">pack kaiila aplenty with the caravan, in files, most roped together, but, too, there was a long train of wagons, behind, some open and some closed. |
| 29 | 18 | A caravan this size, she conjectured, would not be the property of a single merchant, but doubtless of a number of merchants leagued together, traveling thusly for purposes of safety in what were doubtless unsettled, dangerous, troubled times. |
| 29 | 19 | From the pommel of one saddle, seemingly not that of a guard, but perhaps of a civilian or merchant's agent accompanying the caravan, there looped downward a light, graceful chain to the throat of a naked, blond slave. |
| 29 | 20 | She walked proudly. |
| 29 | 21 | How beautiful she is, thought Ellen. |
| 29 | 22 | Their eyes met. |
| 29 | 23 | The blonde tossed her head, and gave her no more notice. |
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There were pack kaiila aplenty with the caravan, in files, most roped together, but, too, there was a long train of wagons, behind, some open and some closed.
A caravan this size, she conjectured, would not be the property of a single merchant, but doubtless of a number of merchants leagued together, traveling thusly for purposes of safety in what were doubtless unsettled, dangerous, troubled times.
From the pommel of one saddle, seemingly not that of a guard, but perhaps of a civilian or merchant's agent accompanying the caravan, there looped downward a light, graceful chain to the throat of a naked, blond slave.
She walked proudly.
How beautiful she is, thought Ellen.
Their eyes met.
The blonde tossed her head, and gave her no more notice.
- (Prize of Gor)