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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

Might that not be a disguise for roving tarnsmen, who might then jettison the baskets and wing their way free to whatever mischief they might portend? "Untie the slave," Portus called to Selius, "and put her in the last basket". - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #500)
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19 500 View more quotes about might">Might that not be a disguise for roving tarnsmen, who might then jettison the baskets and wing their way free to whatever mischief they might portend? "Untie the slave," Portus called to Selius, "and put her in the last basket".

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

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19 497 Draft tarns are usually controlled from the basket.
19 498 They may, however, be controlled from the saddle.
19 499 Ellen supposed that a tarn progress of this sort, tarnsters abasket, might attract less attention than one in which tarnsters might be in the saddle.
19 500 Might that not be a disguise for roving tarnsmen, who might then jettison the baskets and wing their way free to whatever mischief they might portend? "Untie the slave," Portus called to Selius, "and put her in the last basket".
19 501 Selius turned Ellen to her belly and bent to free her of her several-times-looped, narrow pinions.
19 502 He unbound her ankles first and then, kneeling across the backs of her thighs, undid the thongs which confined her wrists.
19 503 She continued to clench the folded tunic between her teeth, not having been permitted to release it.
Draft tarns are usually controlled from the basket. They may, however, be controlled from the saddle. Ellen supposed that a tarn progress of this sort, tarnsters abasket, might attract less attention than one in which tarnsters might be in the saddle. Might that not be a disguise for roving tarnsmen, who might then jettison the baskets and wing their way free to whatever mischief they might portend? "Untie the slave," Portus called to Selius, "and put her in the last basket". Selius turned Ellen to her belly and bent to free her of her several-times-looped, narrow pinions. He unbound her ankles first and then, kneeling across the backs of her thighs, undid the thongs which confined her wrists. She continued to clench the folded tunic between her teeth, not having been permitted to release it. - (Prize of Gor)