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I did not know, in a sense, who I was or what I was supposed to do. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #346)

Now I stood on a dirt line in a peasant village on an alien world, no longer the free Judy Thornton but rather now only a nameless, half-naked slave girl, waiting to be run for the pleasure of boys. I understood little of what had happened to me. I did not know how it was that I had come to this world. I did not know, in a sense, who I was or what I was supposed to do. I smiled to myself. I did know I belonged to Clitus Vitellius, a captain of Ar. In the belly of me, though I would scarcely admit this to myself, I did not object. - (Slave Girl of Gor)