Book 8. (1 results) Hunters of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 11 | 954 | "Yes, Master!" I glanced at her collar, glinting in the light of one of the camp torches, and took pity upon her. |
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Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 11 | 951 | I made as though to leave her, but she clutched at me, piteously. |
| 11 | 952 | "Please, no," she wept. |
| 11 | 953 | "Do not leave me! Touch Rena yet again, please, oh, please, Master!" "A slave begs?" I asked. |
| 11 | 954 | "Yes, Master!" I glanced at her collar, glinting in the light of one of the camp torches, and took pity upon her. |
| 11 | 955 | I later returned to my blankets, to get an Ahn's sleep, if I could, before the camp became too much astir. |
| 11 | 956 | I looked up at the moons. |
| 11 | 957 | I recalled Sheera. |
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I made as though to leave her, but she clutched at me, piteously.
"Please, no," she wept.
"Do not leave me! Touch Rena yet again, please, oh, please, Master!" "A slave begs?" I asked.
"Yes, Master!" I glanced at her collar, glinting in the light of one of the camp torches, and took pity upon her.
I later returned to my blankets, to get an Ahn's sleep, if I could, before the camp became too much astir.
I looked up at the moons.
I recalled Sheera.
- (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 11)