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I would lie there and, through the crack beneath the heavy plank door, hear the music, the laughing, protesting screams of the girls, the laughter, the shouts of satisfaction, of victory of the men. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #203)

Yet I heard the words. "Why am I never allowed, late, to serve the men in their tents?" "No man has called for you," said Ute. And so I, my work tunic removed, would be locked in the shed at night. I would lie there and, through the crack beneath the heavy plank door, hear the music, the laughing, protesting screams of the girls, the laughter, the shouts of satisfaction, of victory of the men. But no man had called for me. No man wanted me. How pleased I was to be spared the ignominious usage to which the other girls, my unfortunate peers, were subjected! How I pitied them. - (Captive of Gor)