Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 133 | "Who are you?" she whispered. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 130 | View more quotes about ivar">Ivar tore the golden string from her hair, loosening it. |
| 8 | 131 | It fell behind her, blond, below the small of her back. |
| 8 | 132 | He tore the collar of her gown back from her throat, opening it at her neck. |
| 8 | 133 | "Who are you?" she whispered. |
| 8 | 134 | He snapped fetters of black iron on her wrists. |
| 8 | 135 | They, by the fetters and their single link, were held about three inches apart. |
| 8 | 136 | "Who are you?" she whispered. |
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Ivar tore the golden string from her hair, loosening it.
It fell behind her, blond, below the small of her back.
He tore the collar of her gown back from her throat, opening it at her neck.
"Who are you?" she whispered.
He snapped fetters of black iron on her wrists.
They, by the fetters and their single link, were held about three inches apart.
"Who are you?" she whispered.
- (Marauders of Gor)