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It had been a cheap ka-la-na, as ka-la-nas go, but even so the taste and bouquet had been exquisite, surely as good, or better, than any wine I had known on my former world, at least before my acquisition. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 68, Sentence #175)

It is no wonder free women so hate us. They do not dare present themselves as a slave must, or be punished, a way in which we soon revel, as women. We learn grace, and deference, and our diction is to be soft, clear, and modest, suitable for slaves. It had been a cheap ka-la-na, as ka-la-nas go, but even so the taste and bouquet had been exquisite, surely as good, or better, than any wine I had known on my former world, at least before my acquisition. I had had a similar experience, startling me, in the holding of the slavers, before I had been shipped as stock, as cargo, to Gor. A slave, apparently bent on an errand, hurried past, but turned, to look after my master. "Keep your eyes to yourself!" I hissed at her. - (Plunder of Gor)