Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 1123 | It is one of the thousands of ways in which it may be expressed. |
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Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 1120 | But by the View more quotes about time">time I had heard this I was no longer heading toward the Vosk. |
| 1 | 1121 | I had doubled back through the environing tents, most of which were empty, presumably thanks to the sounds of the paga enclosure and various hastily spreading rumors, such as that of Borton's generosity, that there was to be a parade of slaves, and that a curvaceous woman was now dancing her slavery before strong men. |
| 1 | 1122 | It is appropriate for a slave to express her slavery in slave dance, of course. |
| 1 | 1123 | It is one of the thousands of ways in which it may be expressed. |
| 1 | 1124 | I did, however, as soon as I was among them, sheath my sword and begin walking, pausing here and there to look back, particularly when in someone's vicinity, as though puzzled by the clamor coming from the vicinity of the enclosure. |
| 1 | 1125 | "What is going on back there?" asked a fellow. |
| 1 | 1126 | "I do not know," I admitted. |
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But by the time I had heard this I was no longer heading toward the Vosk.
I had doubled back through the environing tents, most of which were empty, presumably thanks to the sounds of the paga enclosure and various hastily spreading rumors, such as that of Borton's generosity, that there was to be a parade of slaves, and that a curvaceous woman was now dancing her slavery before strong men.
It is appropriate for a slave to express her slavery in slave dance, of course.
It is one of the thousands of ways in which it may be expressed.
I did, however, as soon as I was among them, sheath my sword and begin walking, pausing here and there to look back, particularly when in someone's vicinity, as though puzzled by the clamor coming from the vicinity of the enclosure.
"What is going on back there?" asked a fellow.
"I do not know," I admitted.
- (Vagabonds of Gor)