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| 8 | 737 | View more quotes about body">Body by body, the tangle of slave femininity unraveled itself. |
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| 8 | 734 | How comical to the guards and Targo, and the mountebank, must have seemed that undignified pile, that squirming, panic-stricken heap, that helpless, terrified, screaming tangle of slave girls. |
| 8 | 735 | The monster was now sitting quietly beside the mountebank, licking its jaws, half-asleep, its eyes empty and vacant, blinking. |
| 8 | 736 | The guards were still laughing, and Targo was still smiling. |
| 8 | 737 | Body by body, the tangle of slave femininity unraveled itself. |
| 8 | 738 | I think we were all humiliated and embarrassed, so fooled we had been, so miserable and precipitate had been our flight. |
| 8 | 739 | But, too, we were still frightened. |
| 8 | 740 | Some of us stood near the tiny door to the heavy log dormitory, ready to run within. |