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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #361)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
10 361 She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
10 358 "There are so many faces".
10 359 The judge unpinned her white and gold veil and then, with a gentle hand, brushed back her hood revealing her long, lovely black hair.
10 360 Aphris of Turia was an incredibly beautiful woman.
10 361 She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post.
10 362 "Perhaps now you can remember?" she queried acidly.
10 363 "It's vague," muttered Kamchak, wavering, "I had in mind I think the face of a slave—there was, as I recall, a collar—" "You tharlarion," she said.
10 364 "You sleen!" "What do you think?" asked Kamchak.
"There are so many faces". The judge unpinned her white and gold veil and then, with a gentle hand, brushed back her hood revealing her long, lovely black hair. Aphris of Turia was an incredibly beautiful woman. She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post. "Perhaps now you can remember?" she queried acidly. "It's vague," muttered Kamchak, wavering, "I had in mind I think the face of a slave—there was, as I recall, a collar—" "You tharlarion," she said. "You sleen!" "What do you think?" asked Kamchak. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10)