Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 550 | "I love you, my Jarls," she wept. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 6 | 547 | I saw another oarsman then crawl to her and, by the hair, pull her into his arms. |
| 6 | 548 | In a moment I saw her collared body, desperately pressing and rubbing against him, he in her small, white arms, her belly thrust against the great buckle of the master belt. |
| 6 | 549 | Then he, too, threw her to her back. |
| 6 | 550 | "I love you, my Jarls," she wept. |
| 6 | 551 | "I love you, my Jarls!" There was much laughter. |
| 6 | 552 | I looked to one side; there, at a bench, lethargic, somnolent, like a great stone, or a sleeping larl, sat Rollo, he of such great stature, with grayish skin. |
| 6 | 553 | He was bare-chested. |
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I saw another oarsman then crawl to her and, by the hair, pull her into his arms.
In a moment I saw her collared body, desperately pressing and rubbing against him, he in her small, white arms, her belly thrust against the great buckle of the master belt.
Then he, too, threw her to her back.
"I love you, my Jarls," she wept.
"I love you, my Jarls!" There was much laughter.
I looked to one side; there, at a bench, lethargic, somnolent, like a great stone, or a sleeping larl, sat Rollo, he of such great stature, with grayish skin.
He was bare-chested.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 6)