Book 29. (1 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 82 | How like a stupid free woman was she still! Did the free woman not think there was nothing more to attracting a man than that she be a woman? To be sure, the hint of a bosom, the suggestion of the sweet width of hips, within the robes of concealment, was indeed attractive, and even free women understood this quite well, for not all slaves were in collars. |
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Book 29. (7 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 79 | "Interest me". |
| 13 | 80 | "I do not know how," she whispered. |
| 13 | 81 | "Is my body, before you, a male, not enough?" I smiled. |
| 13 | 82 | How like a stupid free woman was she still! Did the free woman not think there was nothing more to attracting a man than that she be a woman? To be sure, the hint of a bosom, the suggestion of the sweet width of hips, within the robes of concealment, was indeed attractive, and even free women understood this quite well, for not all slaves were in collars. |
| 13 | 83 | Similarly a tone of voice, a turning of the head, perhaps provocatively, the hurried readjustment of a veil, it having somehow become inadvertently disarranged, could turn the knife in a fellow's belly. |
| 13 | 84 | Yes, I thought, I suppose she is right, in a way. |
| 13 | 85 | That a woman is a woman can be a thousand times more than enough, so to speak. |
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"Interest me".
"I do not know how," she whispered.
"Is my body, before you, a male, not enough?" I smiled.
How like a stupid free woman was she still! Did the free woman not think there was nothing more to attracting a man than that she be a woman? To be sure, the hint of a bosom, the suggestion of the sweet width of hips, within the robes of concealment, was indeed attractive, and even free women understood this quite well, for not all slaves were in collars.
Similarly a tone of voice, a turning of the head, perhaps provocatively, the hurried readjustment of a veil, it having somehow become inadvertently disarranged, could turn the knife in a fellow's belly.
Yes, I thought, I suppose she is right, in a way.
That a woman is a woman can be a thousand times more than enough, so to speak.
- (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 13)