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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

What rivals we had been! I felt the edge of the dagger anchor itself in the outer layer of skin on my throat, preparing for its slash. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #247)
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2 247 What rivals we had been! I View more quotes about felt">felt the edge of the dagger anchor itself in the outer layer of skin on my throat, preparing for its slash.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

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2 244 I had been the most beautiful girl in the junior class at my elite girls' college.
2 245 In all the school, there had been only one more lovely than I, or so some said, the lovely Elicia Nevins, who was in anthropology, in the senior class.
2 246 How I had hated her.
2 247 What rivals we had been! I felt the edge of the dagger anchor itself in the outer layer of skin on my throat, preparing for its slash.
2 248 I felt the man's hand and arm, through the steel of the dagger, flex for the movement of his arm.
2 249 My throat was to be cut.
2 250 But the blade paused.
I had been the most beautiful girl in the junior class at my elite girls' college. In all the school, there had been only one more lovely than I, or so some said, the lovely Elicia Nevins, who was in anthropology, in the senior class. How I had hated her. What rivals we had been! I felt the edge of the dagger anchor itself in the outer layer of skin on my throat, preparing for its slash. I felt the man's hand and arm, through the steel of the dagger, flex for the movement of his arm. My throat was to be cut. But the blade paused. - (Slave Girl of Gor)