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Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)

Doubtless I attracted some attention, for I was bleeding and, as I discovered, the silk tunic I wore had been soiled from the street and torn at the left sleeve; too, it was stained with my blood; but no one said anything to me. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #775)
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13 775 View more quotes about doubtless">Doubtless I attracted some attention, for I was bleeding and, as I discovered, the silk tunic I wore had been soiled from the street and torn at the left sleeve; too, it was stained with my blood; but no one said anything to me.

Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 772 I knew I should return to the shop of Philebus.
13 773 If my mistress emerged from the shop and I was not there, she would not be pleased.
13 774 But, on an impulse, I followed, for a time, behind it and on its left, the double coffle.
13 775 Doubtless I attracted some attention, for I was bleeding and, as I discovered, the silk tunic I wore had been soiled from the street and torn at the left sleeve; too, it was stained with my blood; but no one said anything to me.
13 776 Perhaps they were wary of one who looked as though he might be distraught, or dangerous.
13 777 I followed the double coffle on its left, for it was on the left side of her body that the exquisite, dark-haired girl's short, loose silk had been hitched up, baring her branded thigh to the hip.
13 778 I observed her in the coffle, neck-chained, her small wrists, above the rounded flesh of her palms and below the sweet, rounded flesh of her small forearms, locked in the steel of slave bracelets.
I knew I should return to the shop of Philebus. If my mistress emerged from the shop and I was not there, she would not be pleased. But, on an impulse, I followed, for a time, behind it and on its left, the double coffle. Doubtless I attracted some attention, for I was bleeding and, as I discovered, the silk tunic I wore had been soiled from the street and torn at the left sleeve; too, it was stained with my blood; but no one said anything to me. Perhaps they were wary of one who looked as though he might be distraught, or dangerous. I followed the double coffle on its left, for it was on the left side of her body that the exquisite, dark-haired girl's short, loose silk had been hitched up, baring her branded thigh to the hip. I observed her in the coffle, neck-chained, her small wrists, above the rounded flesh of her palms and below the sweet, rounded flesh of her small forearms, locked in the steel of slave bracelets. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)