"Very well, he-tharlarion," said the girl, "your bola—against a kiss".
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Her shoulders were trembling with rage.
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"I will show you how a Kassar girl can run!" "You think well of yourself," I remarked.
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"You are not a Kassar girl—you are only a Turian slave of Kassars".
"Tuchuk sleen!" she cried, eyes flashing.
Conrad and Albrecht laughed.
Albrecht said to the girl, "It is permitted".
"Very well, he-tharlarion," said the girl, "your bola—against a kiss".
Her shoulders were trembling with rage.
"I will show you how a Kassar girl can run!" "You think well of yourself," I remarked.
"You are not a Kassar girl—you are only a Turian slave of Kassars".
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )