Book 29. (1 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 857 | They had not forgotten the View more quotes about moment">moment, it seemed. |
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Book 29. (7 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 854 | The face of a free woman, particularly one of high caste, of station, and such, is secret to herself, and to those to whom she might choose to bare it. |
| 5 | 855 | It is not like the face of a slave, exposed to any herdsman or peddler, any passer-by, who might choose, however casually, to look upon it. |
| 5 | 856 | Some of the girls, careful to retain the posture in which they had been placed, lest they be struck, wept. |
| 5 | 857 | They had not forgotten the moment, it seemed. |
| 5 | 858 | Later, the sting of that humiliation would fade, and they would rejoice to be freed of the encumbrances of veiling, and revel in the feel of the air on their face, a face whose soft, luscious, inviting, vulnerable lips were now exposed to the sight, and kisses, of men. |
| 5 | 859 | Perhaps the closest analogy to this would be a woman of Earth complying with an order to remove her clothing before imperious strangers. |
| 5 | 860 | From the Gorean point of view, the face of a woman, you see, is the key to her self, the face, with its beauty, its softness, its special uniqueness, its myriad expressions, proclamatory of her feelings, her thoughts, and moods. |
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The face of a free woman, particularly one of high caste, of station, and such, is secret to herself, and to those to whom she might choose to bare it.
It is not like the face of a slave, exposed to any herdsman or peddler, any passer-by, who might choose, however casually, to look upon it.
Some of the girls, careful to retain the posture in which they had been placed, lest they be struck, wept.
They had not forgotten the moment, it seemed.
Later, the sting of that humiliation would fade, and they would rejoice to be freed of the encumbrances of veiling, and revel in the feel of the air on their face, a face whose soft, luscious, inviting, vulnerable lips were now exposed to the sight, and kisses, of men.
Perhaps the closest analogy to this would be a woman of Earth complying with an order to remove her clothing before imperious strangers.
From the Gorean point of view, the face of a woman, you see, is the key to her self, the face, with its beauty, its softness, its special uniqueness, its myriad expressions, proclamatory of her feelings, her thoughts, and moods.
- (Swordsmen of Gor)