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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Are you truly my friend?" asked Adraste, or whomsoever she might be. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 42, Sentence #160)
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42 160 "Are you View more quotes about truly">truly my friend?" asked Adraste, or whomsoever she might be.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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42 157 Outside a cloak and hood are waiting.
42 158 Surely you recognize me, Seremides, once first sword of the Taurentians, your beloved servant, always loyally at the foot of your throne.
42 159 At my plea I have been commissioned by the Ubar of Cos, the noble Lurius of Jad, to bring you safely to Cos, our ally in the venture to save Ar from the tyranny of Marlenus".
42 160 "Are you truly my friend?" asked Adraste, or whomsoever she might be.
42 161 "How horrid that the beautiful Talena of Ar, freest of all free women, most noble and most splendid of all free women, rightful Ubara of Ar, should be clad in a mere tunic and that of a slave, that her graceful, regal neck should be encircled so closely, so obdurately, with the shameful, degrading badge of servitude, a collar.
42 162 I avert my eyes.
42 163 I struggle not to faint with the impropriety and indignity of it all".
Outside a cloak and hood are waiting. Surely you recognize me, Seremides, once first sword of the Taurentians, your beloved servant, always loyally at the foot of your throne. At my plea I have been commissioned by the Ubar of Cos, the noble Lurius of Jad, to bring you safely to Cos, our ally in the venture to save Ar from the tyranny of Marlenus". "Are you truly my friend?" asked Adraste, or whomsoever she might be. "How horrid that the beautiful Talena of Ar, freest of all free women, most noble and most splendid of all free women, rightful Ubara of Ar, should be clad in a mere tunic and that of a slave, that her graceful, regal neck should be encircled so closely, so obdurately, with the shameful, degrading badge of servitude, a collar. I avert my eyes. I struggle not to faint with the impropriety and indignity of it all". - (Quarry of Gor)