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Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)

My hand clutched his withdrawn fist and slipped off, unable to keep its grip from the sweat, his and mine. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #124)
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13 124 My View more quotes about hand">hand clutched his withdrawn fist and slipped off, unable to keep its grip from the sweat, his and mine.

Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 121 I turned my yoke obliquely, slipping between the horns, blocking the blow.
13 122 It sounded like anvils hurled together.
13 123 My hands sought his, but he kept his fists clenched and withdrawn as far as he could in the bracelet of the yoke.
13 124 My hand clutched his withdrawn fist and slipped off, unable to keep its grip from the sweat, his and mine.
13 125 Once, twice more he charged, and each time I managed to block the blow, withstanding the shock of the crashing yokes, escaping the thrust of the murderous horns.
13 126 Once I was not so fortunate and a steel horn furrowed my side, leaving a channel of blood.
13 127 The crowd screamed in delight.
I turned my yoke obliquely, slipping between the horns, blocking the blow. It sounded like anvils hurled together. My hands sought his, but he kept his fists clenched and withdrawn as far as he could in the bracelet of the yoke. My hand clutched his withdrawn fist and slipped off, unable to keep its grip from the sweat, his and mine. Once, twice more he charged, and each time I managed to block the blow, withstanding the shock of the crashing yokes, escaping the thrust of the murderous horns. Once I was not so fortunate and a steel horn furrowed my side, leaving a channel of blood. The crowd screamed in delight. - (Outlaw of Gor)