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The voluptuous slave of Aemilianus, whom he had not yet named, placed the tiny silver cups, on small stands, before us. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #362)

"And, similarly," smiled Calliodorus, "it is not at Ar's Station". There was laughter at the table. The two slaves, their chains removed, now returned, and began to serve the black wine. The voluptuous slave of Aemilianus, whom he had not yet named, placed the tiny silver cups, on small stands, before us. The lovely little slave in bluish gauze, whom I had not yet named, holding the narrow-spouted, silver pouring vessel in a heavy cloth, to retain its heat and protect her hands, poured the scalding, steaming black fluid, in narrow, tiny streams, into the small cups. She poured into the cups only the amount that would be compatible with the assorted sugars and creams which the guest might desire, if any, these being added in, and stirred, if, and as, pertinent, by Aemilianus' slave, who directed the serving. "Have the pirates been disposed of, suitably?" I asked Tasdron. - (Guardsman of Gor)