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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

I now, in the fashion of the slave girl of Treve, held the wine crater against my right cheek. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #1407)
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15 1407 I now, in the fashion of the slave girl of Treve, held the wine crater against my right cheek.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
15 1404 I poured the wine from the small copper bowl into the black, red-trimmed wine crater, placing the small bowl in a rack to one side of the fire.
15 1405 I swirled, slowly, the wine in the wine crater.
15 1406 I saw my reflection in the redness, the blondness of my hair, dark in the wine, and the collar, with its bells, about my throat.
15 1407 I now, in the fashion of the slave girl of Treve, held the wine crater against my right cheek.
15 1408 I could feel the warmth of the wine through the side of the crater.
15 1409 "Is it ready?" he asked.
15 1410 A master of Treve does not care to be told that his girl thinks it is.
I poured the wine from the small copper bowl into the black, red-trimmed wine crater, placing the small bowl in a rack to one side of the fire. I swirled, slowly, the wine in the wine crater. I saw my reflection in the redness, the blondness of my hair, dark in the wine, and the collar, with its bells, about my throat. I now, in the fashion of the slave girl of Treve, held the wine crater against my right cheek. I could feel the warmth of the wine through the side of the crater. "Is it ready?" he asked. A master of Treve does not care to be told that his girl thinks it is. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 15)