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The slavers, I thought, had done well. - (Savages of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #82)

Had I not noted her glances, and the frightened turning away of her head when she had been discovered? Had I not sensed the slave in her body language, how she moved in the tunic, and turned, and straightened her body, and posed, pretending to be unaware of my eyes and those of Grunt, her master, upon her? Had I not seen how her small, lovely hands had sometimes gone to the chain on her neck? To be sure, some of the other girls, as well, were behaving similarly. My favorite, however, and she most advanced, I was sure, was the lovely, former Miss Millicent Aubrey-Welles. I think that I had suspected these latencies in her even from the time I first saw her, suspended by the wrists, fully clothed, near the central block in the compound of the slaver in Kailiauk, Ram Seibar. The slavers, I thought, had done well. They had brought a slave to Gor. I supposed it was difficult to be a female slave, branded, half naked, muchly exposed in a tiny one-piece tunic, and on a chain, and having had some acquaintance with a switch or lash, and not be very much aware of the opposite sex. In such circumstances, the natural desire of women to be attractive to men is considerably augmented. - (Savages of Gor)