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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

Where would one run in Laura? Where would one run anywhere? Barefoot we left the barge and stepped out onto the pier, walking along the left sides of the wagons. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #253)
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8 253 Where would one run in Laura? Where would one run anywhere? View more quotes about barefoot">Barefoot we left the barge and stepped out onto the pier, walking along the left sides of the wagons.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 250 We saw that the bosk had now been harnessed.
8 251 When we emerged from the cage, one by one, we were given our camisks, and placed in throat coffle, fastened therein with a long length of binding fiber, the fiber looped about the neck of each, knotted, and then passed on to the next girl.
8 252 Our hands and feet were free.
8 253 Where would one run in Laura? Where would one run anywhere? Barefoot we left the barge and stepped out onto the pier, walking along the left sides of the wagons.
8 254 I could see a long wooden ramp leading up from the pier to a long wooden road winding between the crowded warehouses.
8 255 We, in coffle, followed this road.
8 256 I liked the smell of Laura, the fresh fields before the forests, even the smell of the river and the wood.
We saw that the bosk had now been harnessed. When we emerged from the cage, one by one, we were given our camisks, and placed in throat coffle, fastened therein with a long length of binding fiber, the fiber looped about the neck of each, knotted, and then passed on to the next girl. Our hands and feet were free. Where would one run in Laura? Where would one run anywhere? Barefoot we left the barge and stepped out onto the pier, walking along the left sides of the wagons. I could see a long wooden ramp leading up from the pier to a long wooden road winding between the crowded warehouses. We, in coffle, followed this road. I liked the smell of Laura, the fresh fields before the forests, even the smell of the river and the wood. - (Captive of Gor)