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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

She entered, her own small bare feet making their way over the dusty threshold, my hand no longer on her arm. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #67)
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24 67 She View more quotes about entered">entered, her own small bare feet making their way over the dusty threshold, my hand no longer on her arm.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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24 64 She stood on the threshold.
24 65 "I am afraid!" she said.
24 66 "Enter," I said.
24 67 She entered, her own small bare feet making their way over the dusty threshold, my hand no longer on her arm.
24 68 Inside, she gasped.
24 69 I entered behind her.
24 70 "It was this barge," I said, "which was sighted many days ago.
She stood on the threshold. "I am afraid!" she said. "Enter," I said. She entered, her own small bare feet making their way over the dusty threshold, my hand no longer on her arm. Inside, she gasped. I entered behind her. "It was this barge," I said, "which was sighted many days ago. - (Vagabonds of Gor)