Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 2 | 172 | Her hair then might be naturally blond, not that that mattered in the least. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 2 | 169 | The younger woman was then coming up the aisle, toward the exit. |
| 2 | 170 | How their eyes had locked together for that moment, the eyes of the older woman bright with hatred, and cold hostility, the eyes of the younger woman sparkling with a secure, insouciant amusement. |
| 2 | 171 | The older woman had seen in that moment that the eyes of the younger, those of the charming, stupid-looking slut, as she saw her, were blue. |
| 2 | 172 | Her hair then might be naturally blond, not that that mattered in the least. |
| 2 | 173 | She was a low sort. |
| 2 | 174 | Her hair was long, rich, and silky, the sort in which a man's hands might idly play. |
| 2 | 175 | It was probably dyed, false, dyed! She had no right to be with such a man! The young man had followed his companion into the aisle. |
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The younger woman was then coming up the aisle, toward the exit.
How their eyes had locked together for that moment, the eyes of the older woman bright with hatred, and cold hostility, the eyes of the younger woman sparkling with a secure, insouciant amusement.
The older woman had seen in that moment that the eyes of the younger, those of the charming, stupid-looking slut, as she saw her, were blue.
Her hair then might be naturally blond, not that that mattered in the least.
She was a low sort.
Her hair was long, rich, and silky, the sort in which a man's hands might idly play.
It was probably dyed, false, dyed! She had no right to be with such a man! The young man had followed his companion into the aisle.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 2)