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Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 312 I gestured with my head toward Rim.
1 313 "You are his," I told her.
1 314 "No! No!" she cried, and threw herself to my feet, weeping, her head to my sandals.
1 315 "Please, master! Please, master!" When she looked up, she saw my eyes, and read in them the inflexibility of a Gorean male.
1 316 Her lower lip trembled.
1 317 She put her head down.
1 318 "What is her name?" I asked Samos.
I gestured with my head toward Rim. "You are his," I told her. "No! No!" she cried, and threw herself to my feet, weeping, her head to my sandals. "Please, master! Please, master!" When she looked up, she saw my eyes, and read in them the inflexibility of a Gorean male. Her lower lip trembled. She put her head down. "What is her name?" I asked Samos. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter )