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

Perhaps it was before one such as he that she, in her most secret, exciting and beautiful dreams, knelt in her chains, as in his dreams, too, perhaps it was one such as she who, in appropriate chains, knelt before him, looking up at him, to read her fate in his eyes. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 43, Sentence #191)
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43 191 View more quotes about perhaps">Perhaps it was before one such as he that she, in her most secret, exciting and beautiful dreams, knelt in her chains, as in his dreams, too, perhaps it was one such as she who, in appropriate chains, knelt before him, looking up at him, to read her fate in his eyes.

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

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43 188 Kneeling before us, she had hardly taken her eyes off him.
43 189 She had trembled in his presence.
43 190 It had seemed that she, in a way, had recognized him, as it had seemed that he, too, in his way, had recognized her.
43 191 Perhaps it was before one such as he that she, in her most secret, exciting and beautiful dreams, knelt in her chains, as in his dreams, too, perhaps it was one such as she who, in appropriate chains, knelt before him, looking up at him, to read her fate in his eyes.
43 192 Yet their recognition of one another, I sensed, had been one which had far exceeded dreams.
43 193 It had been a recognition in reality, the sudden sensing of a rightness, an appropriateness, an exact fittingness.
43 194 This unspoken recognition of one another, startling to both, had been exact and real, unquestionable.
Kneeling before us, she had hardly taken her eyes off him. She had trembled in his presence. It had seemed that she, in a way, had recognized him, as it had seemed that he, too, in his way, had recognized her. Perhaps it was before one such as he that she, in her most secret, exciting and beautiful dreams, knelt in her chains, as in his dreams, too, perhaps it was one such as she who, in appropriate chains, knelt before him, looking up at him, to read her fate in his eyes. Yet their recognition of one another, I sensed, had been one which had far exceeded dreams. It had been a recognition in reality, the sudden sensing of a rightness, an appropriateness, an exact fittingness. This unspoken recognition of one another, startling to both, had been exact and real, unquestionable. - (Vagabonds of Gor)