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

The Earth girl struggled, finding herself in the arms of a barbarian on a distant world. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #1059)
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8 1059 The View more quotes about earth">Earth girl struggled, finding herself in the arms of a barbarian on a distant world.

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

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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.
8 1062 "I hate you! I hate you!" I wept.
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. "I hate you! I hate you!" I wept. - (Captive of Gor)