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"You have heard, doubtless," said a man's voice, "of what occurred in the tavern of Tasdron?" "No," said another. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #238)

I lay quietly, waiting. "You, lofty free women," I thought, "let them take away your robes and veils, burn a mark in your thigh, and fasten a collar on your neck, and see if you are any different from me! Kneel, and tremble, and lick and kiss a whip, thrust to your pretty lips, and see if you are any different from me!" About me, men, and some women, passed. Some men to the side, who had perhaps lingered after my sale, were engaged in conversation, and it was impossible that I should not hear, though, I fear, I understood little of what was said. "You have heard, doubtless," said a man's voice, "of what occurred in the tavern of Tasdron?" "No," said another. "What?" "The tavern was entered by one of the dark caste," said the voice. "When?" asked a man. "Six days ago, in the vicinity of the eighteenth Ahn," said the first man. - (Plunder of Gor)