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I mumbled something, but she would hear nothing of it, and suddenly feeling her in my arms I laughed and held her to me, and she laughed, and whispered, "I love you, Tarl Cabot," and I said to her, "Kuurus, Kuurus—of the Caste of Assassins," and she said, "Yes, Kuurus—and poor Vella of the House of Cernus—picked up on the street and brought to this place, given no choice but to serve the pleasure of a man who is not even her master—cruel Kuurus!" We fell to kissing and touching and loving, and after some time she whispered, eyes bright, "Ah, Kuurus, you well know how to use a wench". - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #360)

I kissed her. "We must speak of our work," I mumbled, "our plans and purposes, and how we may achieve them". "The business of Priest-Kings and such," said she, "is surely less important than our present activities". I mumbled something, but she would hear nothing of it, and suddenly feeling her in my arms I laughed and held her to me, and she laughed, and whispered, "I love you, Tarl Cabot," and I said to her, "Kuurus, Kuurus—of the Caste of Assassins," and she said, "Yes, Kuurus—and poor Vella of the House of Cernus—picked up on the street and brought to this place, given no choice but to serve the pleasure of a man who is not even her master—cruel Kuurus!" We fell to kissing and touching and loving, and after some time she whispered, eyes bright, "Ah, Kuurus, you well know how to use a wench". "Be quiet," Kuurus told her, "Slave Girl". "Yes, Master," she said. I reached over and put the bit of Pleasure Silk under her, that it might be wrinkled and bear the stains of her sweat. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 2)