Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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114
Then, eyes closed, not moving, except the heel of the right foot, which beat the rhythm, she began to hum a tuchuk slave song; on the second measure, her hands came to her hips and she opened her eyes, looking at me; on the third measure, her body began to move and, to the melody, she began to sway toward me; when I reached for her she swept back, and danced, her hands at the side of her head, fingers snapping with the melody.
Then, eyes closed, not moving, except the heel of the right foot, which beat the rhythm, she began to hum a Tuchuk slave song; on the second measure, her hands came to her hips and she opened her eyes, looking at me; on the third measure, her body began to move and, to the melody, she began to sway toward me; when I reached for her she swept back, and danced, her hands at the side of her head, fingers snapping with the melody.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #114)
Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
5
111
She kissed me lightly on the nose.
5
112
"You cannot even dance," I informed her.
5
113
Suddenly she stepped back, threw back her head, thrust one leg to the side, and lifted her arms.
5
114
Then, eyes closed, not moving, except the heel of the right foot, which beat the rhythm, she began to hum a tuchuk slave song; on the second measure, her hands came to her hips and she opened her eyes, looking at me; on the third measure, her body began to move and, to the melody, she began to sway toward me; when I reached for her she swept back, and danced, her hands at the side of her head, fingers snapping with the melody.
5
115
Then she stopped.
5
116
"It's all I know," she informed me.
5
117
I cried out in rage.
She kissed me lightly on the nose.
"You cannot even dance," I informed her.
Suddenly she stepped back, threw back her head, thrust one leg to the side, and lifted her arms.
Then, eyes closed, not moving, except the heel of the right foot, which beat the rhythm, she began to hum a tuchuk slave song; on the second measure, her hands came to her hips and she opened her eyes, looking at me; on the third measure, her body began to move and, to the melody, she began to sway toward me; when I reached for her she swept back, and danced, her hands at the side of her head, fingers snapping with the melody.
Then she stopped.
"It's all I know," she informed me.
I cried out in rage.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 5)