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It was a step toward sensuality. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #211)

Now her skin would be much more aware of such tiny things as a change in air movement in a room, temperature, humidity, and such; also she would now be more keenly sensitive to differences in textures with which her body might come in contact, such as the granulation of the stones on which her feet walked, whether there was slight moisture on tiles, the fall of silk, in different varieties, on her shoulder, the precise feeling of the pile of a rug beneath her thigh, the exact feeling of a strap cinched on her body, the exact feeling of slave bracelets, cool and inflexible, on her small wrists. Her entire body would, now, be alive, an organ of touch, a sheet of sentience and vitality. I was satisfied. It was a step toward sensuality. "The slave, 92683," said a woman's voice. Through the strings of the silver curtain emerged the girl. "Kneel here, little Alyena," said the slave master, in Gorean. - (Tribesmen of Gor)