Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 1058 | The View more quotes about exquisite">exquisite, beautiful, educated, sophisticated, smartly attired, tasteful girl struggled. |
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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 1055 | They exploited us, they dominated us, they forced us to serve them, and do their bidding! They were cruel to us! They did not acknowledge our humanity! And mixed with my anger and terror were the instinctual fears of the white-silk girl, dreading to be made a woman. |
| 8 | 1056 | And most, perhaps, mixed therein were the fury and the frustration, and terror, of the spoiled, rich Earth girl, Elinor Brinton, resenting her station, repudiating the role that had been given her so undeservedly on this barbaric world. |
| 8 | 1057 | I am Elinor Brinton, I cried to myself! She is no slave! She obeys no man! She is free! Free! The girl who had worn the black, buttoning, bare-midriff blouse, the tan slacks, who had owned the Maserati, who had had three quarters of a million dollars, who had had a penthouse, who had modeled, and traveled, struggled. |
| 8 | 1058 | The exquisite, beautiful, educated, sophisticated, smartly attired, tasteful girl struggled. |
| 8 | 1059 | The Earth girl struggled, finding herself in the arms of a barbarian on a distant world. |
| 8 | 1060 | "Do not touch me," I hissed at him. |
| 8 | 1061 | He turned me about, easily, placing me on my back on the grass. |
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They exploited us, they dominated us, they forced us to serve them, and do their bidding! They were cruel to us! They did not acknowledge our humanity! And mixed with my anger and terror were the instinctual fears of the white-silk girl, dreading to be made a woman.
And most, perhaps, mixed therein were the fury and the frustration, and terror, of the spoiled, rich Earth girl, Elinor Brinton, resenting her station, repudiating the role that had been given her so undeservedly on this barbaric world.
I am Elinor Brinton, I cried to myself! She is no slave! She obeys no man! She is free! Free! The girl who had worn the black, buttoning, bare-midriff blouse, the tan slacks, who had owned the Maserati, who had had three quarters of a million dollars, who had had a penthouse, who had modeled, and traveled, struggled.
The exquisite, beautiful, educated, sophisticated, smartly attired, tasteful girl struggled.
The Earth girl struggled, finding herself in the arms of a barbarian on a distant world.
"Do not touch me," I hissed at him.
He turned me about, easily, placing me on my back on the grass.
- (Captive of Gor)