Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 472 | View more quotes about others">Others, perhaps, stricken and confused, would have blubbered and stammered, looking away, covering me with their coats, speaking tumbled, incoherent, soothing words, solicitous and hypocritical. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 469 | I shuddered. |
| 3 | 470 | I thought of the boys with whom I had gone out on Earth, those immature young men, many of them rich and well-placed socially, whom I had accepted as escorts and dates, often for no better reason than to display my unusual popularity before the other girls in the school. |
| 3 | 471 | What if they should see me now? Some, I supposed, would have fled in terror, had I, a branded girl, been thrown to their feet. |
| 3 | 472 | Others, perhaps, stricken and confused, would have blubbered and stammered, looking away, covering me with their coats, speaking tumbled, incoherent, soothing words, solicitous and hypocritical. |
| 3 | 473 | How many of them, I wondered, would do what they truly wanted, as I had little doubt Gorean men would do? How many of them, I wondered, would simply look down and see me at their feet as what I was, a branded girl? I wondered how many would look down upon me, laugh with pleasure and say, "I have always wanted you, Judy Thornton. |
| 3 | 474 | Now I am going to have you," and then take me by the arm and throw me to their sheets? Few I suspected. |
| 3 | 475 | Yet, now, branded, for the first time I was acutely aware of the fantastic strength and size of even such boys, not even men, not even Gorean men, compared to my own diminutive strength and stature. |
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I shuddered.
I thought of the boys with whom I had gone out on Earth, those immature young men, many of them rich and well-placed socially, whom I had accepted as escorts and dates, often for no better reason than to display my unusual popularity before the other girls in the school.
What if they should see me now? Some, I supposed, would have fled in terror, had I, a branded girl, been thrown to their feet.
Others, perhaps, stricken and confused, would have blubbered and stammered, looking away, covering me with their coats, speaking tumbled, incoherent, soothing words, solicitous and hypocritical.
How many of them, I wondered, would do what they truly wanted, as I had little doubt Gorean men would do? How many of them, I wondered, would simply look down and see me at their feet as what I was, a branded girl? I wondered how many would look down upon me, laugh with pleasure and say, "I have always wanted you, Judy Thornton.
Now I am going to have you," and then take me by the arm and throw me to their sheets? Few I suspected.
Yet, now, branded, for the first time I was acutely aware of the fantastic strength and size of even such boys, not even men, not even Gorean men, compared to my own diminutive strength and stature.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)