Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
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78
She slipped softly from her slippers.
1
79
She must then have felt the touch of the grass blades on her ankles.
1
80
She looked at me.
1
81
Her hands went to the stiff, high brocaded collar of her robes, the robes of concealment, to the numerous eyes and hooks there, holding it tightly, protectively, about her throat, up high under her chin.
1
82
"Do not dally," I told her.
1
83
In a few moments she had parted her robes, and slipped them, first the street robe, that stiff, ornate fabric, and then the house robe, scarcely less inflexible and forbidding, from her small, soft shoulders.
1
84
Clad now only in a silken sliplike undergarment, she then looked at me.
She slipped softly from her slippers.
She must then have felt the touch of the grass blades on her ankles.
She looked at me.
Her hands went to the stiff, high brocaded collar of her robes, the robes of concealment, to the numerous eyes and hooks there, holding it tightly, protectively, about her throat, up high under her chin.
"Do not dally," I told her.
In a few moments she had parted her robes, and slipped them, first the street robe, that stiff, ornate fabric, and then the house robe, scarcely less inflexible and forbidding, from her small, soft shoulders.
Clad now only in a silken sliplike undergarment, she then looked at me.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter )