Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 7 | 394 | Unbidden, she went to the shelf where I had placed the shallow, chipped clay bowl of cheap, dark wine, fit for slaves. |
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Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 7 | 391 | I turned from the wall. |
| 7 | 392 | I then had myself under control. |
| 7 | 393 | I breathed deeply, almost gasping. |
| 7 | 394 | Unbidden, she went to the shelf where I had placed the shallow, chipped clay bowl of cheap, dark wine, fit for slaves. |
| 7 | 395 | She then, holding the bowl, knelt again, gracefully, before me. |
| 7 | 396 | Looking at me, she tossed her head, throwing her dark hair behind her. |
| 7 | 397 | The slender steel collar was beautiful on her throat. |
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I turned from the wall.
I then had myself under control.
I breathed deeply, almost gasping.
Unbidden, she went to the shelf where I had placed the shallow, chipped clay bowl of cheap, dark wine, fit for slaves.
She then, holding the bowl, knelt again, gracefully, before me.
Looking at me, she tossed her head, throwing her dark hair behind her.
The slender steel collar was beautiful on her throat.
- (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 7)