I then turned my steps toward the Street of Tarns, that somewhere among its many shops and cots I might arrange transportation northward, toward the Salerian city of Lara.
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The Victory Camp "Greetings, Lady Tima," I said.
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"Jason!" she said, struggling in the straps.
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"Do not hurt me!" The night sky was red with the glare of the burning city.
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"It will be a tarsk bit," said the fellow walking down the long line of pleasure racks.
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I placed a tarsk bit in the small leather sack nailed to the frame of the rack.
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She pulled back in the straps.
I then turned my steps toward the Street of Tarns, that somewhere among its many shops and cots I might arrange transportation northward, toward the Salerian city of Lara.
The Victory Camp "Greetings, Lady Tima," I said.
"Jason!" she said, struggling in the straps.
"Do not hurt me!" The night sky was red with the glare of the burning city.
"It will be a tarsk bit," said the fellow walking down the long line of pleasure racks.
I placed a tarsk bit in the small leather sack nailed to the frame of the rack.
She pulled back in the straps.
- (Rogue of Gor, Chapter )