Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 435 | "That is not dancing," he said. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 24 | 432 | "Ita," View more quotes about cried">cried the interior whip master, "to the sand!" Ita hurried through the parting in the silk. |
| 24 | 433 | "What were you doing?" asked the interior whip master of Ellen. |
| 24 | 434 | "Dancing," she said. |
| 24 | 435 | "That is not dancing," he said. |
| 24 | 436 | "There is more than one way to dance, Master," said Ellen. |
| 24 | 437 | And, as she knelt down by the cosmetics table, she thought to herself, "I have not yet been beaten. |
| 24 | 438 | But what shall I do now? Surely I am no more than the width of a strand of slave silk from the blows of the lash". |
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"Ita," cried the interior whip master, "to the sand!" Ita hurried through the parting in the silk.
"What were you doing?" asked the interior whip master of Ellen.
"Dancing," she said.
"That is not dancing," he said.
"There is more than one way to dance, Master," said Ellen.
And, as she knelt down by the cosmetics table, she thought to herself, "I have not yet been beaten.
But what shall I do now? Surely I am no more than the width of a strand of slave silk from the blows of the lash".
- (Prize of Gor)