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Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
5 111 "Perhaps you are mine," whispered the tall, blond girl, gray-eyed, in my ear.
5 112 She pressed a coil of marsh vine against my left arm.
5 113 "Whose slave am I?" I cried.
5 114 The girls gathered about, each one to touch me, to caress me as might a mistress, to whisper in my ear that it might be she to whom I belonged, she whom I must now serve as slave.
5 115 "Whose slave am I?" I cried, in agony.
5 116 "You will find out," said Telima, "at the feast, then, at the height of festival".
5 117 The girls laughed, and the men behind them.
"Perhaps you are mine," whispered the tall, blond girl, gray-eyed, in my ear. She pressed a coil of marsh vine against my left arm. "Whose slave am I?" I cried. The girls gathered about, each one to touch me, to caress me as might a mistress, to whisper in my ear that it might be she to whom I belonged, she whom I must now serve as slave. "Whose slave am I?" I cried, in agony. "You will find out," said Telima, "at the feast, then, at the height of festival". The girls laughed, and the men behind them. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter )