Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 31 | 226 | "She is sorry! She begs forgiveness!" I looked to the stranger, in his mask, from where I lay. |
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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 31 | 223 | It was as though he were punishing me. |
| 31 | 224 | "She dances well," said Mirus. |
| 31 | 225 | "Forgive her, Master," begged Tupita. |
| 31 | 226 | "She is sorry! She begs forgiveness!" I looked to the stranger, in his mask, from where I lay. |
| 31 | 227 | His eyes shone. |
| 31 | 228 | I almost cried out with pleasure. |
| 31 | 229 | Had he thought that he had known me? Well, perhaps now he was wondering if he had really, at all, known me! I leaped to my feet and moved sensuously but, too, as though prodded and shoved, as though driven, herded, to the slave wagon. |
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It was as though he were punishing me.
"She dances well," said Mirus.
"Forgive her, Master," begged Tupita.
"She is sorry! She begs forgiveness!" I looked to the stranger, in his mask, from where I lay.
His eyes shone.
I almost cried out with pleasure.
Had he thought that he had known me? Well, perhaps now he was wondering if he had really, at all, known me! I leaped to my feet and moved sensuously but, too, as though prodded and shoved, as though driven, herded, to the slave wagon.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 31)