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Book 26. (1 results) Witness of Gor (Individual Quote)

How often I had had to wait for contentments, even such as might be granted to a slave, because of Kaissa! How often I had been uneasy, restless, in my kennel, pressing a tear-stained face against the bars, grasping them, they damp from the sweat of my palms. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 34, Sentence #66)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
34 66 How often I had had to wait for contentments, even such as might be granted to a slave, because of kaissa! How often I had been uneasy, restless, in my kennel, pressing a tear-stained face against the bars, grasping them, they damp from the sweat of my palms.

Book 26. (7 results) Witness of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
34 63 "Perhaps," said the officer.
34 64 I was furious.
34 65 I hated the game.
34 66 How often I had had to wait for contentments, even such as might be granted to a slave, because of kaissa! How often I had been uneasy, restless, in my kennel, pressing a tear-stained face against the bars, grasping them, they damp from the sweat of my palms.
34 67 How I would squirm with need, and must wait! Could they not understand my small cries and moans, and then I would be warned to silence, that I not distract them from their foolish game! Then I would crawl back in the kennel, my fists clenched, trying not to cry.
34 68 After a time one of the black-tunicked men said, "It is the twelfth Ahn".
34 69 There were more reports during the afternoon.
"Perhaps," said the officer. I was furious. I hated the game. How often I had had to wait for contentments, even such as might be granted to a slave, because of kaissa! How often I had been uneasy, restless, in my kennel, pressing a tear-stained face against the bars, grasping them, they damp from the sweat of my palms. How I would squirm with need, and must wait! Could they not understand my small cries and moans, and then I would be warned to silence, that I not distract them from their foolish game! Then I would crawl back in the kennel, my fists clenched, trying not to cry. After a time one of the black-tunicked men said, "It is the twelfth Ahn". There were more reports during the afternoon. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 34)