Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 9 | 191 | He carried her into the View more quotes about darkness">darkness and threw her to the furs. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 9 | 188 | "My Jarl!" she whispered. |
| 9 | 189 | But I thrust her up, holding her by the arms, into the hands of Ottar, who, laughing, threw her lightly over his shoulder and turned about. |
| 9 | 190 | I saw her head and shoulders, and her body, to the waist, over his shoulder, her small fists pounding meaninglessly on his back. |
| 9 | 191 | He carried her into the darkness and threw her to the furs. |
| 9 | 192 | "My Jarl," whimpered Thyri, crouching beside me, touching me. |
| 9 | 193 | With a laugh, she crying out with pleasure, I took again the young lady of Kassau, the bondmaid, Thyri, in my arms. |
| 9 | 194 | Pretty Ankles hurried past, carrying a great trencher of roast meat on her small shoulder. |
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"My Jarl!" she whispered.
But I thrust her up, holding her by the arms, into the hands of Ottar, who, laughing, threw her lightly over his shoulder and turned about.
I saw her head and shoulders, and her body, to the waist, over his shoulder, her small fists pounding meaninglessly on his back.
He carried her into the darkness and threw her to the furs.
"My Jarl," whimpered Thyri, crouching beside me, touching me.
With a laugh, she crying out with pleasure, I took again the young lady of Kassau, the bondmaid, Thyri, in my arms.
Pretty Ankles hurried past, carrying a great trencher of roast meat on her small shoulder.
- (Marauders of Gor)