Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
3
867
Surely I had a right to frustrate and deny my sex if I wished! If I was afraid to be a woman, truly and fundamentally, with all that it might entail, surely I should not be forced to become one! Yet I knew that in my heart I felt a sudden, marvelous surge of hope, a sense of possible liberation, that I might here, on this world, be freed, even if I were placed in a steel collar, to be what I truly was, not merely a human being, but the kind of human being I actually was, a human female, a woman.
Surely I had a right to frustrate and deny my sex if I wished! If I was afraid to be a woman, truly and fundamentally, with all that it might entail, surely I should not be forced to become one! Yet I knew that in my heart I felt a sudden, marvelous surge of hope, a sense of possible liberation, that I might here, on this world, be freed, even if I were placed in a steel collar, to be what I truly was, not merely a human being, but the kind of human being I actually was, a human female, a woman.
- (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #867)
Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
3
864
I glanced at the whip on the wall.
3
865
On this world, I suspected, I might even be given no choice but to be true to my sex, and fully.
3
866
For a moment this made me angry.
3
867
Surely I had a right to frustrate and deny my sex if I wished! If I was afraid to be a woman, truly and fundamentally, with all that it might entail, surely I should not be forced to become one! Yet I knew that in my heart I felt a sudden, marvelous surge of hope, a sense of possible liberation, that I might here, on this world, be freed, even if I were placed in a steel collar, to be what I truly was, not merely a human being, but the kind of human being I actually was, a human female, a woman.
3
868
"Mistress' drink is cold," said the girl.
3
869
"Let me have it reheated or fetch you a fresh one".
3
870
"No," I said.
I glanced at the whip on the wall.
On this world, I suspected, I might even be given no choice but to be true to my sex, and fully.
For a moment this made me angry.
Surely I had a right to frustrate and deny my sex if I wished! If I was afraid to be a woman, truly and fundamentally, with all that it might entail, surely I should not be forced to become one! Yet I knew that in my heart I felt a sudden, marvelous surge of hope, a sense of possible liberation, that I might here, on this world, be freed, even if I were placed in a steel collar, to be what I truly was, not merely a human being, but the kind of human being I actually was, a human female, a woman.
"Mistress' drink is cold," said the girl.
"Let me have it reheated or fetch you a fresh one".
"No," I said.
- (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 3)