Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 4 | 18 | I was terribly conscious of her. |
| 4 | 19 | Her rather thick ankles seemed to me strong and lovely, and her legs sturdy and fine. |
| 4 | 20 | Her hips were sweet, her belly a rhythm made for the touch of a man, and her breasts, full and beautiful, magnificent, tormenting me, strained against the brittle rence cloth of her tunic with an insolence of softness, as though, insistent, they would make clear their contempt for any subterfuge of concealment. |
| 4 | 21 | "Slave," had cried the girl once, "do you dare to look upon your mistress!" I had turned away. |
| 4 | 22 | I was hungry. |
| 4 | 23 | In the morning, before dawn, she had placed in my mouth a handful of rence paste. |
| 4 | 24 | At noon, in the marshes, with the sun burning at meridian, she had taken another handful of rence paste from a wallet worn at her waist and thrust it in my mouth, again not permitting me the dignity of feeding myself. |
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I was terribly conscious of her.
Her rather thick ankles seemed to me strong and lovely, and her legs sturdy and fine.
Her hips were sweet, her belly a rhythm made for the touch of a man, and her breasts, full and beautiful, magnificent, tormenting me, strained against the brittle rence cloth of her tunic with an insolence of softness, as though, insistent, they would make clear their contempt for any subterfuge of concealment.
"Slave," had cried the girl once, "do you dare to look upon your mistress!" I had turned away.
I was hungry.
In the morning, before dawn, she had placed in my mouth a handful of rence paste.
At noon, in the marshes, with the sun burning at meridian, she had taken another handful of rence paste from a wallet worn at her waist and thrust it in my mouth, again not permitting me the dignity of feeding myself.
- (Raiders of Gor, Chapter )