Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
12
43
* * * * "Your sword," said Misk, extending one foreleg down to me.
* * * * "Your sword," said Misk, extending one foreleg down to me.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #43)
Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
12
40
Although her head was shaved she was pretty and the brief plastic sheath she wore did not conceal her charms.
12
41
A shudder of repulsion seemed to course through Sarm.
12
42
"Hurry," he said, and we followed him as he scurried from the plaza.
12
43
* * * * "Your sword," said Misk, extending one foreleg down to me.
12
44
"Never," I said, backing away.
12
45
"Please," said Misk.
12
46
For some reason I unbuckled the sword belt and reluctantly handed the weapon to Misk.
Although her head was shaved she was pretty and the brief plastic sheath she wore did not conceal her charms.
A shudder of repulsion seemed to course through Sarm.
"Hurry," he said, and we followed him as he scurried from the plaza.
* * * * "Your sword," said Misk, extending one foreleg down to me.
"Never," I said, backing away.
"Please," said Misk.
For some reason I unbuckled the sword belt and reluctantly handed the weapon to Misk.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 12)