Book 13. (1 results) Explorers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 2 | 80 | The auctioneer took handfuls of her long blond hair, from the right side of her head, rolled it into a ball between his palms, and thrust it in her mouth. |
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Book 13. (7 results) Explorers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 2 | 77 | "I hate you," she cried, suddenly, to them, in English. |
| 2 | 78 | "I hate you!" They, of course, did not understand her. |
| 2 | 79 | The hostility of her mien, however, was clear. |
| 2 | 80 | The auctioneer took handfuls of her long blond hair, from the right side of her head, rolled it into a ball between his palms, and thrust it in her mouth. |
| 2 | 81 | She stood there. |
| 2 | 82 | She knew she must not spit out the hair. |
| 2 | 83 | She knew she was not then to speak. |
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"I hate you," she cried, suddenly, to them, in English.
"I hate you!" They, of course, did not understand her.
The hostility of her mien, however, was clear.
The auctioneer took handfuls of her long blond hair, from the right side of her head, rolled it into a ball between his palms, and thrust it in her mouth.
She stood there.
She knew she must not spit out the hair.
She knew she was not then to speak.
- (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 2)