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Some passers-by paused for a moment, some close enough to reach out and touch her, and then moved on. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #83)

All this seemed to take place at the same time, and she opened her eyes wildly for an instant but, drawing back from the painful stabbing of sunlight, shut them in pain, but, in that moment, she had glimpsed a world about her, movements, colors, robes, stalls across the way, displayed goods, awnings, shouting vendors, children, men, women, hurryings, groups in converse, peddlers, some with baskets on their heads. She rolled to her side, and sat up, with a clatter of chain, and clenched her legs together, and covered her breasts with her hands and arms, and screamed in misery. Girls on either side of her drew back. Some passers-by paused for a moment, some close enough to reach out and touch her, and then moved on. She opened her eyes a little, fearfully. She was on a narrow, sunlit cement shelf at one side of a small plaza, or square. Across the square were numerous stalls, where vendors displayed their goods. - (Prize of Gor)