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I snuggled down again on the folded canvas beneath my body and, with a rustle of chain, listening to the rain, soon fell asleep again. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #357)

I awakened in a cold sweat, but safely chained in the wagon, on the canvas. It was raining outside, and I could hear the rain beat on the squarish roof of red rain canvas stretched over our heads. I could hear the breathing of the other girls in the wagon. I snuggled down again on the folded canvas beneath my body and, with a rustle of chain, listening to the rain, soon fell asleep again. In the beginning my grammar was not particularly good, but Inge helped me improve it. After a time, I could even detect certain regional differences in the dialects of the girls and the guards. My vocabulary would gradually become far more extensive, but I was pleased with myself. - (Captive of Gor)