| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 16 | 109 | I View more quotes about felt">felt my nudity beneath them, and the grass. |
| 16 | 110 | My chained, naked body, that of a slave, restless, squirming, supine, was bathed in the light of the three, bright moons of Gor. |
| 16 | 111 | I cried out with misery. |
| 16 | 112 | "Send for me, Rask of Treve!" I whimpered. |
| 16 | 113 | "Send for me!" I rolled on my stomach in the grass. |
| 16 | 114 | "I want to serve you," I wept. |
| 16 | 115 | I bit at the grass. |