Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
8
314
"You have it?" asked the man with the cylindrical marking device, some sort of grease pencil, to another, who held a clipboard, with attached papers.
"You have it?" asked the man with the cylindrical marking device, some sort of grease pencil, to another, who held a clipboard, with attached papers.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #314)
Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
8
311
In the wake of the object there appeared a bright, thick, red line, moving about and circling, completing a course, a configuration, on me, which perhaps to some who looked upon it, but not to me, was significant.
8
312
And then, in a moment, the object was withdrawn, the marking fixed upon me.
8
313
I looked down upon it, what was written on me.
8
314
"You have it?" asked the man with the cylindrical marking device, some sort of grease pencil, to another, who held a clipboard, with attached papers.
8
315
"Yes," said the fellow with the board, making a notation on the papers.
8
316
"Kneel," said the fellow with the pencil, putting it back in one of the compartments of an open, triple-sheath attached to his belt.
8
317
The man who was supporting me, holding me from behind, let me sink to my knees.
In the wake of the object there appeared a bright, thick, red line, moving about and circling, completing a course, a configuration, on me, which perhaps to some who looked upon it, but not to me, was significant.
And then, in a moment, the object was withdrawn, the marking fixed upon me.
I looked down upon it, what was written on me.
"You have it?" asked the man with the cylindrical marking device, some sort of grease pencil, to another, who held a clipboard, with attached papers.
"Yes," said the fellow with the board, making a notation on the papers.
"Kneel," said the fellow with the pencil, putting it back in one of the compartments of an open, triple-sheath attached to his belt.
The man who was supporting me, holding me from behind, let me sink to my knees.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 8)