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Book 29. (1 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Individual Quote)

She regained her feet and, joining her coffled sisters, pressed, weeping, with the palms of her small hands against the rude back of the wagon. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #52)
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28 52 She regained her View more quotes about feet">feet and, joining her coffled sisters, pressed, weeping, with the palms of her small hands against the rude back of the wagon.

Book 29. (7 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Context Quote)

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28 49 Their hair was clotted with mud and their tunics were filthy.
28 50 Mud covered their legs to the thighs.
28 51 "Mercy, Masters!" cried one, on her knees in the mud, lifting her hand piteously, and her outcry, unacceptable and importunate, was answered with a stroke of the switch.
28 52 She regained her feet and, joining her coffled sisters, pressed, weeping, with the palms of her small hands against the rude back of the wagon.
28 53 "Hold," I said, moving forward.
28 54 I put my back under the wagon, facing backward, and, straightening a little, managed to lift it from the mud, and thrust it forward a foot or two.
28 55 "Ai!" said a mercenary, nearby.
Their hair was clotted with mud and their tunics were filthy. Mud covered their legs to the thighs. "Mercy, Masters!" cried one, on her knees in the mud, lifting her hand piteously, and her outcry, unacceptable and importunate, was answered with a stroke of the switch. She regained her feet and, joining her coffled sisters, pressed, weeping, with the palms of her small hands against the rude back of the wagon. "Hold," I said, moving forward. I put my back under the wagon, facing backward, and, straightening a little, managed to lift it from the mud, and thrust it forward a foot or two. "Ai!" said a mercenary, nearby. - (Swordsmen of Gor)