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But I had not been bared, I had been but modestly restrained, I had been left, I was sure, my virginity; I did not think it had been reaped. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #438)

If not, why? Surely this omission was not inadvertent. Had they no interest in this? Could I believe that? Did they not want my virginity, but left it to me, perhaps contemptuously, rather as they had not stripped me, but left me clothed, as they had left my hands fastened before me, not behind? Were these things to show their scorn of me? Were these things to show me that I was not special? To me my virginity was of momentous consequence. How could it not be of such consequence to others? Could it be they did not want it? Could it be that they had no interest in it, that it was not important to them? How could they regard as negligible so remarkable and precious a prize? How was it possible that they had not imposed their will upon me? Surely I would be amongst the most beautiful women they had ever seen. But I had not been bared, I had been but modestly restrained, I had been left, I was sure, my virginity; I did not think it had been reaped. How was I to understand these things? Was I not appealing, was I not desirable? Consider my virginity. Was it, so momentous to me, of little, or no, concern to them, no more, perhaps, than that of a pig or dog? How then could they view women, or women such as I? I was accustomed to being regarded, even to being sought. I was not accustomed to being ignored. - (Plunder of Gor)