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

"I never knew a woman," said Elizabeth, her eyes blazing, showing few signs of the paga, "could be so beautiful!" "She was marvelous," I said. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #425)
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12 425 "I never knew a woman," said Elizabeth, her eyes blazing, showing few signs of the paga, "could be so beautiful!" "She was marvelous," I said.

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

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12 422 At last his fist was within the Turian collar itself and he drew the girl, piteous and exhausted, to his lips, subduing her with his kiss, and then her arms were about his neck and unresisting, obedient, her head to his chest, she was lifted lightly in his arms and carried from the firelight.
12 423 Kamchak and I, and others, threw coins of gold into the sand near the fire.
12 424 "She was beautiful," cried out Aphris of Turia.
12 425 "I never knew a woman," said Elizabeth, her eyes blazing, showing few signs of the paga, "could be so beautiful!" "She was marvelous," I said.
12 426 "And I," howled Kamchak, "have only miserable cooking-pot wenches!" Kamchak and I were standing up.
12 427 Aphris suddenly put her head to his thigh, looking down.
12 428 "Tonight," she whispered, "make me a slave".
At last his fist was within the Turian collar itself and he drew the girl, piteous and exhausted, to his lips, subduing her with his kiss, and then her arms were about his neck and unresisting, obedient, her head to his chest, she was lifted lightly in his arms and carried from the firelight. Kamchak and I, and others, threw coins of gold into the sand near the fire. "She was beautiful," cried out Aphris of Turia. "I never knew a woman," said Elizabeth, her eyes blazing, showing few signs of the paga, "could be so beautiful!" "She was marvelous," I said. "And I," howled Kamchak, "have only miserable cooking-pot wenches!" Kamchak and I were standing up. Aphris suddenly put her head to his thigh, looking down. "Tonight," she whispered, "make me a slave". - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 12)