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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

To be sure, certain mnemonic tatters of the interaction did intrude now and then, like the stirring of leaves, like a rustling in brush, scarcely noted, where something might have moved, like whispers, whose source eluded consciousness. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #312)
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1 312 To be View more quotes about sure">sure, certain mnemonic tatters of the interaction did intrude now and then, like the stirring of leaves, like a rustling in brush, scarcely noted, where something might have moved, like whispers, whose source eluded consciousness.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 309 My beach bag was beside me, bulging with its miscellany, ranging from brushes and combs to towels and lotions.
1 310 I had dismissed the incident of the preceding afternoon in the office.
1 311 It was meaningless.
1 312 To be sure, certain mnemonic tatters of the interaction did intrude now and then, like the stirring of leaves, like a rustling in brush, scarcely noted, where something might have moved, like whispers, whose source eluded consciousness.
1 313 I became aware, abruptly, of a presence.
1 314 A young man was standing nearby, regarding me.
1 315 He wore blue slacks, and a white shirt, open at the throat.
My beach bag was beside me, bulging with its miscellany, ranging from brushes and combs to towels and lotions. I had dismissed the incident of the preceding afternoon in the office. It was meaningless. To be sure, certain mnemonic tatters of the interaction did intrude now and then, like the stirring of leaves, like a rustling in brush, scarcely noted, where something might have moved, like whispers, whose source eluded consciousness. I became aware, abruptly, of a presence. A young man was standing nearby, regarding me. He wore blue slacks, and a white shirt, open at the throat. - (Plunder of Gor)