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Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)

We served as the slaves we were in the wide, low-ceilinged, ill-lit interior of the outer room. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #23)
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7 23 We View more quotes about served">served as the slaves we were in the wide, low-ceilinged, ill-lit interior of the outer room.

Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

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7 20 They had been patrons of the house.
7 21 They had lost heavily.
7 22 Of course we were guilty! Did we not know of the manipulation of the tables' spins, of the dishonest stones, the fraudulent dice, the ostraka which, to the informed eye, could be read? Did we not invite in the patrons, at the door, with our smiles, the glances over our shoulders, our fingers lightly touching our brands beneath the cloth, not silk, but rep cloth, for ours was a shabby den for its purposes.
7 23 We served as the slaves we were in the wide, low-ceilinged, ill-lit interior of the outer room.
7 24 We would bring the gamesters paga and ka-la-na, and platters of meat and bread, and cakes and sweets, to keep them at the tables.
7 25 We pretended zestful enthusiasm for their playing, as if it might be our own.
7 26 How we rubbed against them, so inadvertently, laughed, joked, touched their arms, and hands, applauded their boldness, pretended dismay at a loss, pretended chagrin and sorrow when they made to leave the tables.
They had been patrons of the house. They had lost heavily. Of course we were guilty! Did we not know of the manipulation of the tables' spins, of the dishonest stones, the fraudulent dice, the ostraka which, to the informed eye, could be read? Did we not invite in the patrons, at the door, with our smiles, the glances over our shoulders, our fingers lightly touching our brands beneath the cloth, not silk, but rep cloth, for ours was a shabby den for its purposes. We served as the slaves we were in the wide, low-ceilinged, ill-lit interior of the outer room. We would bring the gamesters paga and ka-la-na, and platters of meat and bread, and cakes and sweets, to keep them at the tables. We pretended zestful enthusiasm for their playing, as if it might be our own. How we rubbed against them, so inadvertently, laughed, joked, touched their arms, and hands, applauded their boldness, pretended dismay at a loss, pretended chagrin and sorrow when they made to leave the tables. - (Conspirators of Gor)