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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

Such garmenture attests to importance, dignity, station, honor, and display; too, it may intrigue the curious, appraising male to speculate about the wonders and treasures it may conceal; but it does little for freedom of movement, say, on occasions in which a fleet departure might be advisable. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #100)
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37 100 Such garmenture attests to importance, dignity, station, honor, and display; too, it may intrigue the curious, appraising male to speculate about the wonders and treasures it may conceal; but it does little for freedom of movement, say, on occasions in which a fleet departure might be advisable.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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37 97 I had no desire to be cast from the height of the delta wall into the jaws of waiting, clustered, thrashing tharlarion, churning about, anticipating fighting for a part of the wall's offering.
37 98 "Hold!" she shrieked.
37 99 I could easily outrun Dorna, encumbered as she was in the voluminous splendor of the multicolored robes of concealment.
37 100 Such garmenture attests to importance, dignity, station, honor, and display; too, it may intrigue the curious, appraising male to speculate about the wonders and treasures it may conceal; but it does little for freedom of movement, say, on occasions in which a fleet departure might be advisable.
37 101 Indeed, a ribald joke heard in the taverns, where no free woman is present, is to the effect that the point of the robes of concealment is not only to pique male curiosity but to render their occupant easier to apprehend.
37 102 If this is the case then an interesting covert parallelism would exist between the concealment of the free woman and the exposure of the slave.
37 103 "Fugitive slave!" screamed Dorna.
I had no desire to be cast from the height of the delta wall into the jaws of waiting, clustered, thrashing tharlarion, churning about, anticipating fighting for a part of the wall's offering. "Hold!" she shrieked. I could easily outrun Dorna, encumbered as she was in the voluminous splendor of the multicolored robes of concealment. Such garmenture attests to importance, dignity, station, honor, and display; too, it may intrigue the curious, appraising male to speculate about the wonders and treasures it may conceal; but it does little for freedom of movement, say, on occasions in which a fleet departure might be advisable. Indeed, a ribald joke heard in the taverns, where no free woman is present, is to the effect that the point of the robes of concealment is not only to pique male curiosity but to render their occupant easier to apprehend. If this is the case then an interesting covert parallelism would exist between the concealment of the free woman and the exposure of the slave. "Fugitive slave!" screamed Dorna. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 37)