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One wonders if they suspect, within all those layerings, scarves, hoods, and veils, what the men are thinking. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 38, Sentence #131)

To be sure, not even free women are immune from the speculations of virile males. Do they not sometimes understand the eyes of men are upon them, speculatively. One would suppose so. One wonders if they suspect, within all those layerings, scarves, hoods, and veils, what the men are thinking. Would they be uneasy if they knew how they were viewed by strong men, would they tremble, would they be afraid, or would they redden and glow, as though helpless at a master's feet? Surely they must understand those looks. They must be aware that men are conjecturing their lineaments, curiously, even idly, appraisingly, wondering if, under all that paraphernalia, all those wrappings, there might be something worth putting to its knees, worth collaring, and owning. Are the men conjecturing what they might look like, on a chain, being exhibited to buyers, naked, as women are sold, and such, perhaps groveling on the furs in an alcove, hoping to be found pleasing, perhaps even tunicked, barefoot, being sent to a market, running along, lightly, collared, on their errands. - (Swordsmen of Gor)