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Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)

Were such as I so common that we were not worth our pursuit? I was elated to be free of him, but frightened, as well, for who would now protect me? And, oddly, my vanity was offended. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #700)
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3 700 Were such as I so View more quotes about common">common that we were not worth our pursuit? I was elated to be free of him, but frightened, as well, for who would now protect me? And, oddly, my vanity was offended.

Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
3 697 ' I trembled, to think myself so much in the power of men, as much as a kajira".
3 698 I smiled.
3 699 "I turned and fled away from him, and I discovered, some hundred yards away, gasping, turning about, my feet now raw, that he had not pursued me.
3 700 Were such as I so common that we were not worth our pursuit? I was elated to be free of him, but frightened, as well, for who would now protect me? And, oddly, my vanity was offended.
3 701 Surely I was the most beautiful woman he had ever beheld, and yet he did not pursue me, throw me to the ground and fasten my wrists behind me! Standing in the gentle, green, wind-moved grass, alone, looking about, I saw, here and there, in the fields, small groups, moving away from the city.
3 702 I could see her towers in the distance.
3 703 Some of these groups had small strings of stripped, neck-roped women with them.
' I trembled, to think myself so much in the power of men, as much as a kajira". I smiled. "I turned and fled away from him, and I discovered, some hundred yards away, gasping, turning about, my feet now raw, that he had not pursued me. Were such as I so common that we were not worth our pursuit? I was elated to be free of him, but frightened, as well, for who would now protect me? And, oddly, my vanity was offended. Surely I was the most beautiful woman he had ever beheld, and yet he did not pursue me, throw me to the ground and fasten my wrists behind me! Standing in the gentle, green, wind-moved grass, alone, looking about, I saw, here and there, in the fields, small groups, moving away from the city. I could see her towers in the distance. Some of these groups had small strings of stripped, neck-roped women with them. - (Mariners of Gor)