Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
4
186
We knelt facing one another, but inches apart.
4
187
"Touch me and you will die," she said.
4
188
She laughed.
4
189
She disengaged the fillet and shook her hair free.
4
190
It fell about her shoulders.
4
191
"I am going to put you up at stake at festival," she said.
4
192
"You will be a prize for girls—Pretty Slave".
We knelt facing one another, but inches apart.
"Touch me and you will die," she said.
She laughed.
She disengaged the fillet and shook her hair free.
It fell about her shoulders.
"I am going to put you up at stake at festival," she said.
"You will be a prize for girls—Pretty Slave".
- (Raiders of Gor, Chapter )