| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 52 | 125 | View more quotes about might">Might it not be dangerous to give ka-la-na or paga to a larl? "I am fond of a barbarian," said Drusus, "a hot, shapely slut whom I put to frequent, ruthless use. |
| 52 | 126 | She juices at the snapping of my fingers and crawls to my feet, whimpering, begging, like a she-sleen in heat. |
| 52 | 127 | I hope one day to buy her. |
| 52 | 128 | Her name is 'Paula'". |
| 52 | 129 | "Do you know," asked Kurik, "that she and my Phyllis are acquainted, that they knew one another on the Slave World, that they were brought to Gor on the same chain, so to speak?" "What a difference," laughed Drusus, "that beauty and this, forgive me, pot girl". |
| 52 | 130 | "Now, now, dear Drusus," said Kurik, "Phyllis is scarcely a pot girl. |
| 52 | 131 | She might bring nearly two tarsks". |