Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 7 | 24 | She had risen from her mat at the View more quotes about foot">foot of the couch unbelievingly, blinking and rubbing her heavy-lidded, ovoid eyes. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 7 | 21 | Vika of course had worn a scarf and these girls did not, but now Vika no longer wore her scarf; now her collar, steel and gleaming, locked, encircling her fair throat, was as evident and beautiful as theirs, proclaiming her to the eyes of all, like them, only a slave girl. |
| 7 | 22 | The first girl was a short, sturdy wench with thick ankles and wide, exciting shoulders, probably of peasant stock. |
| 7 | 23 | Her hair had been braided and looped over her right shoulder; it was hard in the light to determine its color. |
| 7 | 24 | She had risen from her mat at the foot of the couch unbelievingly, blinking and rubbing her heavy-lidded, ovoid eyes. |
| 7 | 25 | As far as I could tell she was alone in the chamber. |
| 7 | 26 | When she approached the portal its sensors began to glow and pulse as had Vika's. |
| 7 | 27 | "Who are you?" asked the girl, her accent suggesting the Sa-Tarna fields above Ar and toward the Tamber Gulf. |
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Vika of course had worn a scarf and these girls did not, but now Vika no longer wore her scarf; now her collar, steel and gleaming, locked, encircling her fair throat, was as evident and beautiful as theirs, proclaiming her to the eyes of all, like them, only a slave girl.
The first girl was a short, sturdy wench with thick ankles and wide, exciting shoulders, probably of peasant stock.
Her hair had been braided and looped over her right shoulder; it was hard in the light to determine its color.
She had risen from her mat at the foot of the couch unbelievingly, blinking and rubbing her heavy-lidded, ovoid eyes.
As far as I could tell she was alone in the chamber.
When she approached the portal its sensors began to glow and pulse as had Vika's.
"Who are you?" asked the girl, her accent suggesting the Sa-Tarna fields above Ar and toward the Tamber Gulf.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)