Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 524 | I worked as they. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 521 | My View more quotes about hands">hands were in the cold water, immersing the fabric, and lifting it and wringing it, and pounding it on the rock, and immersing it again, in simple, ancient rhythms. |
| 8 | 522 | What was it that was different? I wore my camisk, belted with leather, binding leather, suitable for securing a woman, naught else. |
| 8 | 523 | I knelt as they. |
| 8 | 524 | I worked as they. |
| 8 | 525 | There was no penthouse here, no Maserati, no wealth, no mighty buildings, no roar and drone of engines, no scream of planes, no clouds of choking smoke. |
| 8 | 526 | There was only the laughter of the girls, the bubbling of the stream, the work, the blue sky and white clouds, the wind and the bending grass, clean air and, somewhere, the call of a tiny horned gim, the tiny purplish owl-like bird. |
| 8 | 527 | I stopped working for a moment and took a deep breath. |
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My hands were in the cold water, immersing the fabric, and lifting it and wringing it, and pounding it on the rock, and immersing it again, in simple, ancient rhythms.
What was it that was different? I wore my camisk, belted with leather, binding leather, suitable for securing a woman, naught else.
I knelt as they.
I worked as they.
There was no penthouse here, no Maserati, no wealth, no mighty buildings, no roar and drone of engines, no scream of planes, no clouds of choking smoke.
There was only the laughter of the girls, the bubbling of the stream, the work, the blue sky and white clouds, the wind and the bending grass, clean air and, somewhere, the call of a tiny horned gim, the tiny purplish owl-like bird.
I stopped working for a moment and took a deep breath.
- (Captive of Gor)