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

"16 horts," said he, slapping me on the belly. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #191)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
13 191 "16 horts," said he, slapping me on the belly.

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

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13 188 "Are there any bids?" The View more quotes about crowd">crowd was silent.
13 189 The auctioneer took my hair in his hand and, cruelly, bent me back, standing.
13 190 "22 horts," said he, indicating my breasts.
13 191 "16 horts," said he, slapping me on the belly.
13 192 "22 horts," said he, reaching across my body and placing his hand on my right hip, indicating the width of my body.
13 193 These were my block measurements.
13 194 I knew a master might keep me to such measurements, with the whip, if necessary.
"Are there any bids?" The crowd was silent. The auctioneer took my hair in his hand and, cruelly, bent me back, standing. "22 horts," said he, indicating my breasts. "16 horts," said he, slapping me on the belly. "22 horts," said he, reaching across my body and placing his hand on my right hip, indicating the width of my body. These were my block measurements. I knew a master might keep me to such measurements, with the whip, if necessary. - (Slave Girl of Gor)