Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 25 | 203 | It trembled. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 25 | 200 | The growth was View more quotes about alive">alive, not as a plant is alive, but as a nest of disturbed, excited snakes might be alive. |
| 25 | 201 | There was a fierce rustling to my right, reflecting the agitation of the growth. |
| 25 | 202 | A sucking, hissing, popping sound came from the pod, whose two thorns, fanglike, were deep in my leg. |
| 25 | 203 | It trembled. |
| 25 | 204 | It shook. |
| 25 | 205 | It was like a tiny, fiercely respiring lung, a small pump, greedy and blind, a living engine without eyes or awareness, jerking and throbbing, fastened in my flesh, drawing blood from my body. |
| 25 | 206 | I rolled away, to my left, and sat up, and tore the thorns from my leg, throwing them, and their pod and vine away The coils on my ankles drew tighter, and I rolled to my belly and, scratching at the ground, digging into it with my fingers, dragged myself away, inch by inch, pulling at the vines until they were taut. |
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The growth was alive, not as a plant is alive, but as a nest of disturbed, excited snakes might be alive.
There was a fierce rustling to my right, reflecting the agitation of the growth.
A sucking, hissing, popping sound came from the pod, whose two thorns, fanglike, were deep in my leg.
It trembled.
It shook.
It was like a tiny, fiercely respiring lung, a small pump, greedy and blind, a living engine without eyes or awareness, jerking and throbbing, fastened in my flesh, drawing blood from my body.
I rolled away, to my left, and sat up, and tore the thorns from my leg, throwing them, and their pod and vine away The coils on my ankles drew tighter, and I rolled to my belly and, scratching at the ground, digging into it with my fingers, dragged myself away, inch by inch, pulling at the vines until they were taut.
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