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He was not looking at me furtively, pretending to be interested in something else, or even frankly, like some men of Earth, rare men, who look honestly upon a female, seeing her as what she is, a female. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #276)

I had been chosen to work at that counter because I was pretty, much like pretty girls often being selected to sell lingerie. Such employee placements are often a portion of a store's merchandising strategies. But this man was not looking at me in the same way that I was accustomed to being looked at. He was not looking at me furtively, pretending to be interested in something else, or even frankly, like some men of Earth, rare men, who look honestly upon a female, seeing her as what she is, a female. Rather he was looking at me as though he could scarcely believe what he was seeing, as though I might be someone else, someone he perhaps knew from somewhere, someone he would not have expected to have found in such a place. He approached the counter. He regarded me, intently. - (Kajira of Gor)