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Too, the light was not bright, and I was not now dressed in the cumbersome, barbarous garments in which she had first seen me. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #50)

On the other hand, some, the highly intelligent, or, perhaps, simply, the more cognitively alive, or aware, in the secret castles of their own mind, ask questions, wonder about alternatives, think for themselves, however secretly, as is prudential in any tyranny, one of edged weapons or edged ideologies, capable of drawing their own blood, and slaying their own millions. She looked up at me. I do not think she recognized me from the store, weeks ago. Too, the light was not bright, and I was not now dressed in the cumbersome, barbarous garments in which she had first seen me. How tiresome, and confining, are such garments! At least they had been removed. I looked down on her, naked, bound at my feet. She was beautiful, of course, else she would not have been entered on the acquisition list, but so, too, were the others. - (Smugglers of Gor)