Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 43 | 312 | But I was, as yet, in no hurry to View more quotes about leave">leave. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 43 | 309 | I heard Iwoso making tiny, desperate noises. |
| 43 | 310 | I think, then, she was truly frightened. |
| 43 | 311 | I think then she fully realized, perhaps for the first time, that it might actually be possible for us to take her, with all the consequences which might then accrue to her in virtue of this, from the Yellow-Knife camp. |
| 43 | 312 | But I was, as yet, in no hurry to leave. |
| 43 | 313 | Without haste, muchly concealed in the robe, I moved the kaiila out into the broad, empty lane between the Yellow-Knife lodges, almost a busy, triumphal way. |
| 43 | 314 | In such a lane sometimes young swains, on kaiilaback, in their paint and finery, parade before damsels; in such a lane sometimes are kaiila races held; and in such a lane, sometimes, slave girls, for humiliation or punishment, or sport, are dragged back and forth in sacks. |
| 43 | 315 | I felt the tension in the ropes, on either side of the kaiila, as I entered into the long lane, some two hundred yards in length, the sacks, their weight negligible for the strength of the kaiila, being drawn lightly behind. |
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I heard Iwoso making tiny, desperate noises.
I think, then, she was truly frightened.
I think then she fully realized, perhaps for the first time, that it might actually be possible for us to take her, with all the consequences which might then accrue to her in virtue of this, from the Yellow-Knife camp.
But I was, as yet, in no hurry to leave.
Without haste, muchly concealed in the robe, I moved the kaiila out into the broad, empty lane between the Yellow-Knife lodges, almost a busy, triumphal way.
In such a lane sometimes young swains, on kaiilaback, in their paint and finery, parade before damsels; in such a lane sometimes are kaiila races held; and in such a lane, sometimes, slave girls, for humiliation or punishment, or sport, are dragged back and forth in sacks.
I felt the tension in the ropes, on either side of the kaiila, as I entered into the long lane, some two hundred yards in length, the sacks, their weight negligible for the strength of the kaiila, being drawn lightly behind.
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