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Book 8. (1 results) Hunters of Gor (Individual Quote)

Perhaps her curves, demeanor and accent, or the way she moves or wears her silk, reminds him of another slave, somewhere, at some other time. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #160)
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12 160 View more quotes about perhaps">Perhaps her curves, demeanor and accent, or the way she moves or wears her silk, reminds him of another slave, somewhere, at some other time.

Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)

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12 157 Rena, left behind in the camp of Marlenus, had reminded me of her.
12 158 It was for that reason that I had selected her, from amongst the others, for my pleasure.
12 159 Sometimes a girl is purchased, or sought out in a tavern or brothel, merely because she reminds a fellow of someone else.
12 160 Perhaps her curves, demeanor and accent, or the way she moves or wears her silk, reminds him of another slave, somewhere, at some other time.
12 161 Perhaps it is merely that her voice reminds him of that of a veiled, free woman, who once, in a distant city, treated him badly, one whom perhaps he once courted and who scorned him.
12 162 Might that one then not be the one who, in a tavern or brothel, he would order to a convenient alcove? And would it not be delightful should he discover in the alcove that the woman in his arms was none other than the former free woman, now no longer free, but now enslaved? One can well imagine how well, and at what length, she would now serve him.
12 163 And, in the morning, cowering before him, she must realize that he, willing to put forth some coins, might choose to purchase her for his own.
Rena, left behind in the camp of Marlenus, had reminded me of her. It was for that reason that I had selected her, from amongst the others, for my pleasure. Sometimes a girl is purchased, or sought out in a tavern or brothel, merely because she reminds a fellow of someone else. Perhaps her curves, demeanor and accent, or the way she moves or wears her silk, reminds him of another slave, somewhere, at some other time. Perhaps it is merely that her voice reminds him of that of a veiled, free woman, who once, in a distant city, treated him badly, one whom perhaps he once courted and who scorned him. Might that one then not be the one who, in a tavern or brothel, he would order to a convenient alcove? And would it not be delightful should he discover in the alcove that the woman in his arms was none other than the former free woman, now no longer free, but now enslaved? One can well imagine how well, and at what length, she would now serve him. And, in the morning, cowering before him, she must realize that he, willing to put forth some coins, might choose to purchase her for his own. - (Hunters of Gor)