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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

It was not my fault I could not speak to him! But then, as he looked about the field, and the rock, I, in that large, rude circle torn in the turf, put my head down, alone, miserable. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #654)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
2 654 It was not my fault I could not View more quotes about speak">speak to him! But then, as he looked about the field, and the rock, I, in that large, rude circle torn in the turf, put my head down, alone, miserable.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
2 651 He was not looking at me.
2 652 I shrugged, a bit angrily.
2 653 He could not see me.
2 654 It was not my fault I could not speak to him! But then, as he looked about the field, and the rock, I, in that large, rude circle torn in the turf, put my head down, alone, miserable.
2 655 I was small in the grass, alone.
2 656 I knelt helpless, an ignorant barbarian girl, naked and bound, who could not even speak to her captor, on a strange world.
2 657 In time, after scouting the terrain of the rock, perhaps searching for clues as to my meaning or identity, the tall man in scarlet returned to face me.
He was not looking at me. I shrugged, a bit angrily. He could not see me. It was not my fault I could not speak to him! But then, as he looked about the field, and the rock, I, in that large, rude circle torn in the turf, put my head down, alone, miserable. I was small in the grass, alone. I knelt helpless, an ignorant barbarian girl, naked and bound, who could not even speak to her captor, on a strange world. In time, after scouting the terrain of the rock, perhaps searching for clues as to my meaning or identity, the tall man in scarlet returned to face me. - (Slave Girl of Gor)