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Saru, the former Miss Margaret Wentworth, now far from the mahogany corridors of wealth and power, those which she had once frequented, in her small, manipulative way, in a far city on a distant world, wore a silken kimono, and obi, and figured sandals. - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #37)

She is not a free woman. She backed away, with short steps, her hands now in her sleeves, her eyes cast down. "Is she not overdressed?" I said. Saru, the former Miss Margaret Wentworth, now far from the mahogany corridors of wealth and power, those which she had once frequented, in her small, manipulative way, in a far city on a distant world, wore a silken kimono, and obi, and figured sandals. Her hair was high on her head, and held in place by pins and an ornate comb. Her garmenture was not unlike that of the contract women I had seen in Tarncamp, in Shipcamp, in the holding, and elsewhere, such as Hana, Sumomo, Hisui, and others. "Faraway," he said, "across the shimmering breadth of Thassa, it is my understanding that slaves are dressed differently". - (Rebels of Gor)