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Surely I had seen the eyes of masters on me, a slave is aware of such things, surely as much as a free woman with a slackened veil or an exposed ankle, when we, I heeling my master, had approached the market, when we had entered the market, when we had climbed the tiers and found our place, even as I knelt beside my master during the sales. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 31, Sentence #198)

"I would hope for a tarsk-bit or two more," said Kurik. Doubtless I am vain, but what woman, free or slave, is not? I was quite angry. Twice in Ar, on the streets, a whole silver tarsk had been offered for me, and I thought I might, in a decent market, go for even more. Surely I had seen the eyes of masters on me, a slave is aware of such things, surely as much as a free woman with a slackened veil or an exposed ankle, when we, I heeling my master, had approached the market, when we had entered the market, when we had climbed the tiers and found our place, even as I knelt beside my master during the sales. "Put me up for sale," I said, angrily. "I am not so cheap! I am beautiful, very beautiful! I will show you I am worth more!" Kurik laughed. "Perhaps I will do so," he said. - (Plunder of Gor)