Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 18 | 332 | "He thinks he is so handsome, so View more quotes about important">important. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 18 | 329 | "You do not own me!" she laughed, "and I do not think you will soon, after today, have my use either!" "She-sleen! She-urt!" he cried. |
| 18 | 330 | Ellen was well pleased with herself. |
| 18 | 331 | "Let him suffer, and stew about," she laughed to herself. |
| 18 | 332 | "He thinks he is so handsome, so important. |
| 18 | 333 | He is only a tarnster, a driver! A lowly employee of my master! Let him roll and twist, and mutter angrily, in his blankets. |
| 18 | 334 | Let him stew, and cry out, and suffer! He cannot have me! I am not for such lowly sorts! Suffer, Selius Arconious, suffer! You cannot have me!" In the barred feeding area, the gate shut against the housing for returning tarns, Ellen put the basket of meat on the floor, and, moving about, and climbing, ascending, placed the meat, piece by piece, heavy strip by heavy strip, on the hooks in the wall. |
| 18 | 335 | From those hooks, sometimes as they fluttered in the feeding area, feet from the floor, it would be torn by the feeding tarns. |
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"You do not own me!" she laughed, "and I do not think you will soon, after today, have my use either!" "She-sleen! She-urt!" he cried.
Ellen was well pleased with herself.
"Let him suffer, and stew about," she laughed to herself.
"He thinks he is so handsome, so important.
He is only a tarnster, a driver! A lowly employee of my master! Let him roll and twist, and mutter angrily, in his blankets.
Let him stew, and cry out, and suffer! He cannot have me! I am not for such lowly sorts! Suffer, Selius Arconious, suffer! You cannot have me!" In the barred feeding area, the gate shut against the housing for returning tarns, Ellen put the basket of meat on the floor, and, moving about, and climbing, ascending, placed the meat, piece by piece, heavy strip by heavy strip, on the hooks in the wall.
From those hooks, sometimes as they fluttered in the feeding area, feet from the floor, it would be torn by the feeding tarns.
- (Prize of Gor)