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Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
9 184 Occasionally she would kneel, up, off her heels, and stir the porridge.
9 185 "Keep your back straight," I told her.
9 186 "Yes, Master," she said.
9 187 Her body was slim, her hair was long, bound behind the back of her head with the black cord.
9 188 Others about, too, were cooking.
9 189 She still wore the garmenture so much like the curla and chatka, the cord at her belly and the long, single strip of cloth, the latter passing over the cord from the outside to the inside in front, and then up, and over it again in the back, moving from the inside to the outside, the whole then, above the cord, pulled up and adjusted, snugly.
9 190 She stirred the porridge.
Occasionally she would kneel, up, off her heels, and stir the porridge. "Keep your back straight," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said. Her body was slim, her hair was long, bound behind the back of her head with the black cord. Others about, too, were cooking. She still wore the garmenture so much like the curla and chatka, the cord at her belly and the long, single strip of cloth, the latter passing over the cord from the outside to the inside in front, and then up, and over it again in the back, moving from the inside to the outside, the whole then, above the cord, pulled up and adjusted, snugly. She stirred the porridge. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter )