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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

They were now, to be sure, I mused, in their predicament and helplessness, even though free women, as the driver had implied, little more than mere females. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #17)
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3 17 They were now, to be sure, I mused, in their predicament and helplessness, even though free women, as the driver had implied, little more than mere females.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 14 "Feed me! Please, feed me!" The others, too, then, almost instantly, hastily, each seeming to hurry to be before the others, some moaning and crying out in misery, unhooded and unveiled themselves.
3 15 "That is better, females," laughed the driver.
3 16 Many of the women moaned and wept.
3 17 They were now, to be sure, I mused, in their predicament and helplessness, even though free women, as the driver had implied, little more than mere females.
3 18 One could probably not be more a female unless one was a slave.
3 19 "Feed us!" they cried piteously to the driver, many of them with their arms outstretched, their hands lifted, their palms opened, crowding and pressing about the back of the wagon.
3 20 "We beg food!" "We are hungry!" "Please!" "Feed us, please!" "Please!" I looked at their faces.
"Feed me! Please, feed me!" The others, too, then, almost instantly, hastily, each seeming to hurry to be before the others, some moaning and crying out in misery, unhooded and unveiled themselves. "That is better, females," laughed the driver. Many of the women moaned and wept. They were now, to be sure, I mused, in their predicament and helplessness, even though free women, as the driver had implied, little more than mere females. One could probably not be more a female unless one was a slave. "Feed us!" they cried piteously to the driver, many of them with their arms outstretched, their hands lifted, their palms opened, crowding and pressing about the back of the wagon. "We beg food!" "We are hungry!" "Please!" "Feed us, please!" "Please!" I looked at their faces. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 3)