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Then another girl, the tall, blond girl, she who had held the coil of marsh vine, stood before me, moving with excruciating slowness, as though the music could be reflected only from moment to moment, in her breathing, in the beating of the heart. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #185)

Suddenly, before me, hands over her head, swaying to the music, I saw the dark-haired, lithe girl, she with such marvelous, slender legs in the brief rence skirt; her ankles were so close together that they might have been chained; and then she put her wrists together back to back over her head, palms out, as though she wore slave bracelets. Then she said, "Slave," and spit in my face, whirling away. I wondered if it might be she who was my mistress. Then another girl, the tall, blond girl, she who had held the coil of marsh vine, stood before me, moving with excruciating slowness, as though the music could be reflected only from moment to moment, in her breathing, in the beating of the heart. "Perhaps it is I," she said, "who am your mistress". She, like the other, spit then in my face and turned away, now moving fully, enveloped in the music's flame. One after another of the girls so danced before me, and about me, taunting me, laughing at their power, then spitting upon me and turning away. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 5)