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

Vas of Anango spun me about jerking the knife from my throat. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 42, Sentence #189)
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42 189 Vas of Anango spun me about jerking the View more quotes about knife">knife from my throat.

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

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42 186 Then, sheltered and unnoticed, at the wall of the inner vestibule, as men milled about, bustling, hearty and hale, laughing and joking, now free of the neighborhood of death, Talena, as I may now speak of her, accompanied by hobbling Seremides, as I shall now speak of him, made their way along the wall toward the shattered portal of the inner vestibule.
42 187 In a moment they would be in the outer vestibule and making their way toward the landing of the holding's inner harbor.
42 188 I had no doubt that the sea gate there had been breached long ago.
42 189 Vas of Anango spun me about jerking the knife from my throat.
42 190 I opened my mouth to scream, even though I might not have been heard in the midst of revelry, but his large hand pulled me back against him, capping my mouth tightly, and I felt the point of his knife in my side.
42 191 "Cry out," he said, "and you die".
42 192 I nodded my understanding, as I could, a small pressure on his hand.
Then, sheltered and unnoticed, at the wall of the inner vestibule, as men milled about, bustling, hearty and hale, laughing and joking, now free of the neighborhood of death, Talena, as I may now speak of her, accompanied by hobbling Seremides, as I shall now speak of him, made their way along the wall toward the shattered portal of the inner vestibule. In a moment they would be in the outer vestibule and making their way toward the landing of the holding's inner harbor. I had no doubt that the sea gate there had been breached long ago. Vas of Anango spun me about jerking the knife from my throat. I opened my mouth to scream, even though I might not have been heard in the midst of revelry, but his large hand pulled me back against him, capping my mouth tightly, and I felt the point of his knife in my side. "Cry out," he said, "and you die". I nodded my understanding, as I could, a small pressure on his hand. - (Quarry of Gor)