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

Hunting is Done in the Forest Ilene, in a scrap of yellow pleasure silk, a barefoot slave girl, terrified, fled through the brush, breaking branches, head twisting, hair sometimes caught, breathing heavily, eyes wide, legs and body scratched and cut. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #1)
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15 1 View more quotes about hunting">Hunting is Done in the Forest Ilene, in a scrap of yellow pleasure silk, a barefoot slave girl, terrified, fled through the brush, breaking branches, head twisting, hair sometimes caught, breathing heavily, eyes wide, legs and body scratched and cut.

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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
14 344 The steel-piled arrow, winged with the feathers of the vosk gull, had pierced his heart.
14 345 There was consternation below, screams, men of Tyros leaping to their feet, dirt being cast on fires.
14 346 I slipped from the branch on which I had stood, and disappeared in the night.
15 1 Hunting is Done in the Forest Ilene, in a scrap of yellow pleasure silk, a barefoot slave girl, terrified, fled through the brush, breaking branches, head twisting, hair sometimes caught, breathing heavily, eyes wide, legs and body scratched and cut.
15 2 She stumbled.
15 3 She rose again, gasping.
15 4 Her hands were outstretched, trying to force away the branches that impeded her progress, striking at her face and eyes.
The steel-piled arrow, winged with the feathers of the vosk gull, had pierced his heart. There was consternation below, screams, men of Tyros leaping to their feet, dirt being cast on fires. I slipped from the branch on which I had stood, and disappeared in the night. Hunting is Done in the Forest Ilene, in a scrap of yellow pleasure silk, a barefoot slave girl, terrified, fled through the brush, breaking branches, head twisting, hair sometimes caught, breathing heavily, eyes wide, legs and body scratched and cut. She stumbled. She rose again, gasping. Her hands were outstretched, trying to force away the branches that impeded her progress, striking at her face and eyes. - (Hunters of Gor)