Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 26 | 215 | I remembered that pretty, mercenary, greedy little clerk at the perfume counter. |
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Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 26 | 212 | I knelt there, ready to serve. |
| 26 | 213 | How strange it was, I thought. |
| 26 | 214 | How far I had come! How far away, now, seemed the perfume counter in the department store on Long Island, the photographer's studio, my apartment. |
| 26 | 215 | I remembered that pretty, mercenary, greedy little clerk at the perfume counter. |
| 26 | 216 | She was no longer free. |
| 26 | 217 | She had now been made a collared slave girl. |
| 26 | 218 | She had once been Miss Tiffany Collins. |
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I knelt there, ready to serve.
How strange it was, I thought.
How far I had come! How far away, now, seemed the perfume counter in the department store on Long Island, the photographer's studio, my apartment.
I remembered that pretty, mercenary, greedy little clerk at the perfume counter.
She was no longer free.
She had now been made a collared slave girl.
She had once been Miss Tiffany Collins.
- (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 26)