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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

On the other hand, he made little use of me, apparently busying himself, in various disguises, conducting inquiries in the city, attempting to garner useful gossip, or intelligence, at various taverns, and so on. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #84)
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26 84 On the other View more quotes about hand">hand, he made little use of me, apparently busying himself, in various disguises, conducting inquiries in the city, attempting to garner useful gossip, or intelligence, at various taverns, and so on.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

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26 81 That I was a barbarian did not adversely affect my treatment, as it might easily have done in many situations.
26 82 I was grateful to her.
26 83 The slaves are at the disposal of the men, as one would expect, but I, as a private slave, a status envied by my collar-sisters, was reserved to my master.
26 84 On the other hand, he made little use of me, apparently busying himself, in various disguises, conducting inquiries in the city, attempting to garner useful gossip, or intelligence, at various taverns, and so on.
26 85 Accordingly, most nights I lay in my kennel, untouched, and, I confess, as a slave, deprived, and miserable.
26 86 We need the touch of our masters.
26 87 Men have made us so.
That I was a barbarian did not adversely affect my treatment, as it might easily have done in many situations. I was grateful to her. The slaves are at the disposal of the men, as one would expect, but I, as a private slave, a status envied by my collar-sisters, was reserved to my master. On the other hand, he made little use of me, apparently busying himself, in various disguises, conducting inquiries in the city, attempting to garner useful gossip, or intelligence, at various taverns, and so on. Accordingly, most nights I lay in my kennel, untouched, and, I confess, as a slave, deprived, and miserable. We need the touch of our masters. Men have made us so. - (Plunder of Gor)