It was to that position that he had gestured her, casually, with the muzzle of the gun.
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She knew what it could do.
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Perhaps now, too, to some extent, did those with Portus Canio, with Fel Doron and the wagon.
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She stood there, now no more than a slim, graceful Gorean kajira.
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She could smell the leather of the saddle in the clear air.
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She could see his heeled boot in the stirrup.
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She looked back, to see Selius Arconious and the others.
It was to that position that he had gestured her, casually, with the muzzle of the gun.
She knew what it could do.
Perhaps now, too, to some extent, did those with Portus Canio, with Fel Doron and the wagon.
She stood there, now no more than a slim, graceful Gorean kajira.
She could smell the leather of the saddle in the clear air.
She could see his heeled boot in the stirrup.
She looked back, to see Selius Arconious and the others.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )