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But even so her femininity, for all her efforts, had been insufficiently concealed. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #160)

I remembered her briefly, wildly, uncontrollably, from the university, from the halls, from the campus, in the severe, pseudomale garments prescribed for her sex by unfeminine women, who arrogated to themselves the setting of ugly, self-serving, hateful, desexualizing fashions, enforcing their decrees by the processes of social pressure, punishing lapses from their requirements by insult, scorn, intimidation, backstabbing, character assassination, diminishment, ostracism and marginalization. I recalled her doing her best to comply with their directives, to fulfill their implacable pathological stereotypes, in dress, in expression and carriage, in attitude and thought. And in this she was surely not other than thousands of other frightened, confused, unhappy women, ordered to deny themselves, to betray their sexuality, women fearing to question propounded absurdities, struggling to be thoughtlessly, uncritically obedient to the dictates of fanatics. But even so her femininity, for all her efforts, had been insufficiently concealed. She was not a surrogate male, a pretend man. She was, willing or no, a beautiful, feminine young woman. How unfortunate for her, I supposed, in such a place and time! And how beautiful she had been in the restaurant, in the off-the-shoulder, white, satin-sheath dress, she somehow then daring to appear so. - (Rogue of Gor)