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"False! False!" "So the little vulo would pretend that she is a figurine of ice, carved in the form of a slave girl?" "I hate you!" "But a touch," he said, reaching out, "ever so gentle, ever so soft, will prove to me, and to any who might be interested, that you are a hot little slut". - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #604)

"Yes," he said. "Dare never again to take me in your arms! I will complain to my master! I hate you! You are a vain, arrogant beast! You are a brute! You are ignorant, stupid and homely! You think you are so grand! You are not! You are only a tarnster! You are an ugly tarnster! You are nothing! I loathe your touch! The sight of you makes my skin crawl! Better to be seized in the claws of a tharlarion! I detest you!" "Do you think I do not know the feel of a slave in my arms who is on the brink of yielding?" he inquired. "No!" she cried. "False! False!" "So the little vulo would pretend that she is a figurine of ice, carved in the form of a slave girl?" "I hate you!" "But a touch," he said, reaching out, "ever so gentle, ever so soft, will prove to me, and to any who might be interested, that you are a hot little slut". "Do not touch me!" said Ellen. She backed away, frightened. "You are a barbarian," he said. - (Prize of Gor)