The proprietor arrived with hot bread, honey, salt and, to my delight, a huge, hot roasted chunk of tarsk.
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I crammed my mouth with food and washed it down with another thundering draught of Kal-da.
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"Proprietor!" I cried, pounding on the table with my spear.
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"Yes, Warrior," cried he.
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"Where are the Pleasure Slaves?" I demanded.
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The proprietor seemed stunned.
The man was silent.
The proprietor arrived with hot bread, honey, salt and, to my delight, a huge, hot roasted chunk of tarsk.
I crammed my mouth with food and washed it down with another thundering draught of Kal-da.
"Proprietor!" I cried, pounding on the table with my spear.
"Yes, Warrior," cried he.
"Where are the Pleasure Slaves?" I demanded.
The proprietor seemed stunned.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )