Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
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361
Phyllis shrieked for mercy.
Phyllis shrieked for mercy.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #361)
Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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17
358
"I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!" "I wager," said Ho-Sorl, "I can have her leaping to my touch in a quarter of an Ahn".
17
359
That seemed to me like not much time.
17
360
"An interesting wager," mused Ho-Tu.
17
361
Phyllis shrieked for mercy.
17
362
"Put her in the sand," said Ho-Tu.
17
363
Ho-Sorl carried the struggling Phyllis Robertson to the square of sand, and flung her to his feet.
17
364
He then stood over her, hands on hips.
"I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!" "I wager," said Ho-Sorl, "I can have her leaping to my touch in a quarter of an Ahn".
That seemed to me like not much time.
"An interesting wager," mused Ho-Tu.
Phyllis shrieked for mercy.
"Put her in the sand," said Ho-Tu.
Ho-Sorl carried the struggling Phyllis Robertson to the square of sand, and flung her to his feet.
He then stood over her, hands on hips.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17)