Book 29. (7 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 5 | 855 | It is not like the face of a slave, exposed to any herdsman or peddler, any passer-by, who might choose, however casually, to look upon it. |
| 5 | 856 | Some of the girls, careful to retain the posture in which they had been placed, lest they be struck, wept. |
| 5 | 857 | They had not forgotten the moment, it seemed. |
| 5 | 858 | Later, the sting of that humiliation would fade, and they would rejoice to be freed of the encumbrances of veiling, and revel in the feel of the air on their face, a face whose soft, luscious, inviting, vulnerable lips were now exposed to the sight, and kisses, of men. |
| 5 | 859 | Perhaps the closest analogy to this would be a woman of Earth complying with an order to remove her clothing before imperious strangers. |
| 5 | 860 | From the Gorean point of view, the face of a woman, you see, is the key to her self, the face, with its beauty, its softness, its special uniqueness, its myriad expressions, proclamatory of her feelings, her thoughts, and moods. |
| 5 | 861 | How beautiful is a woman's face, and how its subtlest expressions, even inadvertently, even unbeknownst to herself, may be fraught with the delicious treasures of betraying disclosures! The master reads the face of a slave; he may ponder the thoughts, the motivations, and intentions of the veiled free woman. |
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It is not like the face of a slave, exposed to any herdsman or peddler, any passer-by, who might choose, however casually, to look upon it.
Some of the girls, careful to retain the posture in which they had been placed, lest they be struck, wept.
They had not forgotten the moment, it seemed.
Later, the sting of that humiliation would fade, and they would rejoice to be freed of the encumbrances of veiling, and revel in the feel of the air on their face, a face whose soft, luscious, inviting, vulnerable lips were now exposed to the sight, and kisses, of men.
Perhaps the closest analogy to this would be a woman of Earth complying with an order to remove her clothing before imperious strangers.
From the Gorean point of view, the face of a woman, you see, is the key to her self, the face, with its beauty, its softness, its special uniqueness, its myriad expressions, proclamatory of her feelings, her thoughts, and moods.
How beautiful is a woman's face, and how its subtlest expressions, even inadvertently, even unbeknownst to herself, may be fraught with the delicious treasures of betraying disclosures! The master reads the face of a slave; he may ponder the thoughts, the motivations, and intentions of the veiled free woman.
- (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter )