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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

It is so tantalizingly beautiful and diaphanous that it seems to make a woman almost more naked than naked, and yet in such a way, driving a man almost mad with passion, that he can scarcely control himself, that he can scarcely rest, or think, having seen her in such a way, until he can put his hands on her, and part it, and thus reveal her as wholly bared, and helpless, and his. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #387)
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5 387 It is so tantalizingly View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful and diaphanous that it seems to make a woman almost more naked than naked, and yet in such a way, driving a man almost mad with passion, that he can scarcely control himself, that he can scarcely rest, or think, having seen her in such a way, until he can put his hands on her, and part it, and thus reveal her as wholly bared, and helpless, and his.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 384 I could see she was thrilled to wear them.
5 385 What a slave they made her! "Master," she said, "may I sometimes be given slave silk?" I smiled.
5 386 None but a slave would put on slave silk.
5 387 It is so tantalizingly beautiful and diaphanous that it seems to make a woman almost more naked than naked, and yet in such a way, driving a man almost mad with passion, that he can scarcely control himself, that he can scarcely rest, or think, having seen her in such a way, until he can put his hands on her, and part it, and thus reveal her as wholly bared, and helpless, and his.
5 388 "Perhaps," I said.
5 389 "Thank you, Master," she whispered, happily.
5 390 I was pleased with Feiqa.
I could see she was thrilled to wear them. What a slave they made her! "Master," she said, "may I sometimes be given slave silk?" I smiled. None but a slave would put on slave silk. It is so tantalizingly beautiful and diaphanous that it seems to make a woman almost more naked than naked, and yet in such a way, driving a man almost mad with passion, that he can scarcely control himself, that he can scarcely rest, or think, having seen her in such a way, until he can put his hands on her, and part it, and thus reveal her as wholly bared, and helpless, and his. "Perhaps," I said. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, happily. I was pleased with Feiqa. - (Mercenaries of Gor)