Book 8. (1 results) Hunters of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 427 | Now, moaning, crying out, the she-beasts of the forest, the panther girls, hands lifted, clawing, began to stamp and dance beneath the fierce brightness of the wild moons. |
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Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 424 | I could not do so. |
| 9 | 425 | Mira now, the others following, crying out, tore away the scraps of panther skin that had yet concealed their beauty. |
| 9 | 426 | They now wore only their gold, and their ornaments. |
| 9 | 427 | Now, moaning, crying out, the she-beasts of the forest, the panther girls, hands lifted, clawing, began to stamp and dance beneath the fierce brightness of the wild moons. |
| 9 | 428 | Then, suddenly, they stopped, but stood, still, their hands lifted to the moons. |
| 9 | 429 | Verna threw back her head, her fists clenched on her thighs, and cried out, a wild scream, as though in agony. |
| 9 | 430 | She leaped to her feet and, looking at me, tore away her skins. |
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I could not do so.
Mira now, the others following, crying out, tore away the scraps of panther skin that had yet concealed their beauty.
They now wore only their gold, and their ornaments.
Now, moaning, crying out, the she-beasts of the forest, the panther girls, hands lifted, clawing, began to stamp and dance beneath the fierce brightness of the wild moons.
Then, suddenly, they stopped, but stood, still, their hands lifted to the moons.
Verna threw back her head, her fists clenched on her thighs, and cried out, a wild scream, as though in agony.
She leaped to her feet and, looking at me, tore away her skins.
- (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 9)