Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
8
323
"Thirty," said the judge.
"Thirty," said the judge.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #323)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
8
320
"She runs well," said Kamchak.
8
321
Indeed she did, but in an instant I saw the leather flash of the bola, with its vicious, beautiful almost ten-foot sweep, streak toward the girl's ankles, and I saw her fall.
8
322
It was scarcely ten beats and Conrad had bound the struggling, scratching Tuka, slung her about the pommel, raced back, kaiila squealing, and threw the girl, wrists tied to her ankles, to the turf inside the circle of the boskhide whip.
8
323
"Thirty," said the judge.
8
324
Conrad grinned.
8
325
Tuka, as best she could, squirmed in the bonds, fighting them.
8
326
Could she free a hand or foot, or even loosen the thong, Conrad would be disqualified.
"She runs well," said Kamchak.
Indeed she did, but in an instant I saw the leather flash of the bola, with its vicious, beautiful almost ten-foot sweep, streak toward the girl's ankles, and I saw her fall.
It was scarcely ten beats and Conrad had bound the struggling, scratching Tuka, slung her about the pommel, raced back, kaiila squealing, and threw the girl, wrists tied to her ankles, to the turf inside the circle of the boskhide whip.
"Thirty," said the judge.
Conrad grinned.
Tuka, as best she could, squirmed in the bonds, fighting them.
Could she free a hand or foot, or even loosen the thong, Conrad would be disqualified.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 8)