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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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16 101 It was within one of these basement rooms, ill-lit, musty, damp and View more quotes about straw">straw-strewn, that the women were housed when not on the shelf.
16 102 There were seven sockets behind the shelf in the wall of the building, overhead, in which horizontal poles might be fixed, and there were matching sockets near the front of the shelf, into which vertical poles might be placed, from which arrangements of poles, joined together and reinforced by additional, overhead, horizontal poles near the front of the shelf, awnings might be suspended.
16 103 At present, however, the poles, with their awnings, were not set, reposing rather in a storeroom of the low brick building, the tenement, or insula, as the shelf, without the awnings, rented for a lower price.
16 104 Instantly the flood of her memories had returned to her, the house, the training, the laundry, the tassa powder.
16 105 She looked down at her left thigh.
16 106 Could these things be true? Could she have gone mad? But there, high, just below the hip, was the tiny, graceful, cursive kef.
16 107 It was true! She was branded! Literally, actually branded! That lovely mark was literally in her.
It was within one of these basement rooms, ill-lit, musty, damp and straw-strewn, that the women were housed when not on the shelf. There were seven sockets behind the shelf in the wall of the building, overhead, in which horizontal poles might be fixed, and there were matching sockets near the front of the shelf, into which vertical poles might be placed, from which arrangements of poles, joined together and reinforced by additional, overhead, horizontal poles near the front of the shelf, awnings might be suspended. At present, however, the poles, with their awnings, were not set, reposing rather in a storeroom of the low brick building, the tenement, or insula, as the shelf, without the awnings, rented for a lower price. Instantly the flood of her memories had returned to her, the house, the training, the laundry, the tassa powder. She looked down at her left thigh. Could these things be true? Could she have gone mad? But there, high, just below the hip, was the tiny, graceful, cursive kef. It was true! She was branded! Literally, actually branded! That lovely mark was literally in her. - (Prize of Gor)