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I recalled how she had looked in the compartments of Samos, so long ago, when he and I had addressed our attentions to the board of the game, and while Rim, then a slave, chained, had watched. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #387)

When she was finished, I lifted her in my left arm, giving her to drink from the canteen. "Thank you, Master," she whispered. I then lowered her to the leaves, rolled her over, checked the knots of her bonds, and withdrew. I recalled how she had looked in the compartments of Samos, so long ago, when he and I had addressed our attentions to the board of the game, and while Rim, then a slave, chained, had watched. I looked at Tina, tied, back against the tree, my slave. How long ago it seemed she had cut my purse in a street along the wharves of Lydius. Both had been swept up, helpless slaves, both beautiful, in the harsh games of men. - (Hunters of Gor)