Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 763 | I extended my View more quotes about hand">hand. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 760 | I scratched it with my fingernails. |
| 3 | 761 | I went to the wall of thorn brush, a small, forlorn, white figure in the night, clutching the bit of rep-cloth blanket about me. |
| 3 | 762 | The thorn-brush wall was some eight feet high, some ten feet thick. |
| 3 | 763 | I extended my hand. |
| 3 | 764 | Miserably I drew it back, bloody. |
| 3 | 765 | I went back to where Eta had given me the rep-cloth blanket, and lay down on the hard ground. |
| 3 | 766 | I shuddered, knowing that, as she had been summoned to the tenting of one of the men, so I, too, might be as helplessly summoned. |
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I scratched it with my fingernails.
I went to the wall of thorn brush, a small, forlorn, white figure in the night, clutching the bit of rep-cloth blanket about me.
The thorn-brush wall was some eight feet high, some ten feet thick.
I extended my hand.
Miserably I drew it back, bloody.
I went back to where Eta had given me the rep-cloth blanket, and lay down on the hard ground.
I shuddered, knowing that, as she had been summoned to the tenting of one of the men, so I, too, might be as helplessly summoned.
- (Slave Girl of Gor)