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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

Many times in the past few days, I had felt the urge to throw myself to my belly before Paula, weeping, and beg her forgiveness for the wrong I had so gratuitously done to her, confessing my miserable attempt to seduce Drusus Andronicus. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 63, Sentence #233)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
63 233 Many times in the past few days, I had felt the urge to throw myself to my belly before Paula, weeping, and beg her forgiveness for the wrong I had so gratuitously done to her, confessing my miserable attempt to seduce Drusus Andronicus.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
63 230 "And if it were not," I said, "if no danger threatened, and all was safe, where would we be?" "Precisely where we are now," she said, "chained to the back of a wagon".
63 231 "I see," I said.
63 232 "We are slaves," she said.
63 233 Many times in the past few days, I had felt the urge to throw myself to my belly before Paula, weeping, and beg her forgiveness for the wrong I had so gratuitously done to her, confessing my miserable attempt to seduce Drusus Andronicus.
63 234 How grievously I had betrayed her friendship and trust! Clearly Drusus Andronicus had never referred to the matter.
63 235 It remained, thus, a secret, my terrible secret, a secret that, daily, grew harder to bear.
63 236 "—Paula," I said, plaintively.
"And if it were not," I said, "if no danger threatened, and all was safe, where would we be?" "Precisely where we are now," she said, "chained to the back of a wagon". "I see," I said. "We are slaves," she said. Many times in the past few days, I had felt the urge to throw myself to my belly before Paula, weeping, and beg her forgiveness for the wrong I had so gratuitously done to her, confessing my miserable attempt to seduce Drusus Andronicus. How grievously I had betrayed her friendship and trust! Clearly Drusus Andronicus had never referred to the matter. It remained, thus, a secret, my terrible secret, a secret that, daily, grew harder to bear. "—Paula," I said, plaintively. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 63)