Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 49 | 381 | In any event, View more quotes about paula">Paula, happily, was not subjected to the attentions of the Gorean slave lash. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 49 | 378 | "Undoubtedly," she said. |
| 49 | 379 | Paula glanced at Drusus, who indicated that Tyrtaios would be the next before whom a glass would be placed. |
| 49 | 380 | After this, she placed the last glass before Drusus, as though he might have been her master, which behavior, happily, was not noted by Decius Albus. |
| 49 | 381 | In any event, Paula, happily, was not subjected to the attentions of the Gorean slave lash. |
| 49 | 382 | Paula then, in the same order in which she had placed the glasses, filled each, something like a third full. |
| 49 | 383 | How precious then, I thought, must be the beverage! "I shall not propose a toast," said Decius Albus, "as I am unsure we share a common sentiment, but let us drink, as might friends". |
| 49 | 384 | My master swirled the tiny ruby lake enclosed within its crystal shores, observed it, and then took its scent, as though it might have been a tiny bouquet of dinas. |
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"Undoubtedly," she said.
Paula glanced at Drusus, who indicated that Tyrtaios would be the next before whom a glass would be placed.
After this, she placed the last glass before Drusus, as though he might have been her master, which behavior, happily, was not noted by Decius Albus.
In any event, Paula, happily, was not subjected to the attentions of the Gorean slave lash.
Paula then, in the same order in which she had placed the glasses, filled each, something like a third full.
How precious then, I thought, must be the beverage! "I shall not propose a toast," said Decius Albus, "as I am unsure we share a common sentiment, but let us drink, as might friends".
My master swirled the tiny ruby lake enclosed within its crystal shores, observed it, and then took its scent, as though it might have been a tiny bouquet of dinas.
- (Plunder of Gor)