Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
10
295
I did not think I was all that unattractive, as long as the kerchief was on me.
10
296
Interestingly, the Lady Bina was, in many ways, rather different from the typical Gorean free woman.
10
297
She had observed other free women, with serving slaves, and so she had me heel her, at the proper distance, on the left, appropriately, head down, but she was not at all strict about my looking about, and I frequently did so.
10
298
Might I not be of interest to a master, and might not one or another of the fellows about inquire of the Lady Bina, sooner or later, what she might be willing to take for her kerchiefed girl? My tunic was certainly not that of a pleasure slave, a paga girl, or such, or even a tower slave, but, too, it was not as calculatedly concealing as the common tunic of a serving slave.
10
299
On the other hand, I had seen more than one serving slave, in such a tunic, unseen by her mistress, move in such a way that a passing fellow would be in no doubt that within that tunic there was a slave.
10
300
Once, before we were to exit the domicile, Lady Bina instructed me to hitch up the tunic a bit.
10
301
"Are you beautiful, Allison?" she asked.
I did not think I was all that unattractive, as long as the kerchief was on me.
Interestingly, the Lady Bina was, in many ways, rather different from the typical Gorean free woman.
She had observed other free women, with serving slaves, and so she had me heel her, at the proper distance, on the left, appropriately, head down, but she was not at all strict about my looking about, and I frequently did so.
Might I not be of interest to a master, and might not one or another of the fellows about inquire of the Lady Bina, sooner or later, what she might be willing to take for her kerchiefed girl? My tunic was certainly not that of a pleasure slave, a paga girl, or such, or even a tower slave, but, too, it was not as calculatedly concealing as the common tunic of a serving slave.
On the other hand, I had seen more than one serving slave, in such a tunic, unseen by her mistress, move in such a way that a passing fellow would be in no doubt that within that tunic there was a slave.
Once, before we were to exit the domicile, Lady Bina instructed me to hitch up the tunic a bit.
"Are you beautiful, Allison?" she asked.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter )