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

I noted, aside from his somber livery, only one oddity in his appearance. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #274)
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9 274 I View more quotes about noted">noted, aside from his somber livery, only one oddity in his appearance.

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

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9 271 Certainly the general appearance of the stranger was not something that would be likely to invite familiarity.
9 272 Still I failed to understand the effect his presence had had on the wharf.
9 273 I saw little that would have justified such regard.
9 274 I noted, aside from his somber livery, only one oddity in his appearance.
9 275 On the center of his forehead was a small sign; an emblem or device; it was black; I supposed it had been affixed, or imprinted, there, with ink or paint; I was not clear as to its purport; it seemed to be a schematic representation of a particular object, an unsheathed dagger.
9 276 I was furious that Kurik, he of Victoria, to whom I had belonged, who had so peremptorily, so routinely, so ruthlessly deprived me of my virginity, not that a slave's virginity is of more worth than that of a pig, and who had, despite my will, dared to caress me into eager, helpless, begging servitude, had sold me.
9 277 Would not another man have given kingdoms for me? How could I have been sold? Could he not see how beautiful I was? He had dismissed me, even on Earth, as a pot girl, or a kettle-and-mat girl.
Certainly the general appearance of the stranger was not something that would be likely to invite familiarity. Still I failed to understand the effect his presence had had on the wharf. I saw little that would have justified such regard. I noted, aside from his somber livery, only one oddity in his appearance. On the center of his forehead was a small sign; an emblem or device; it was black; I supposed it had been affixed, or imprinted, there, with ink or paint; I was not clear as to its purport; it seemed to be a schematic representation of a particular object, an unsheathed dagger. I was furious that Kurik, he of Victoria, to whom I had belonged, who had so peremptorily, so routinely, so ruthlessly deprived me of my virginity, not that a slave's virginity is of more worth than that of a pig, and who had, despite my will, dared to caress me into eager, helpless, begging servitude, had sold me. Would not another man have given kingdoms for me? How could I have been sold? Could he not see how beautiful I was? He had dismissed me, even on Earth, as a pot girl, or a kettle-and-mat girl. - (Plunder of Gor)