Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 9 | 383 | I followed the sound of the voice and, to my delight, as Ottar had left her, she slipping his mind apparently, as she had mine, her hands still tied before her, about the post, kneeling in the dirt, was Olga. |
| 9 | 384 | "I hate you, Tarl Red Hair," she said. |
| 9 | 385 | I knelt beside her. |
| 9 | 386 | I had intended to permit her to smolder for a time, she much aroused, and then later, when she had been much heated with need and desire, when, cruelly deprived, she had been aching to break into flame, throw her to my furs, but, unfortunately, I had forgotten about her. |
| 9 | 387 | "I forgot about you," I told her. |
| 9 | 388 | "I hate you, Tarl Red Hair," she said. |
| 9 | 389 | I reached out to touch her. |
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I followed the sound of the voice and, to my delight, as Ottar had left her, she slipping his mind apparently, as she had mine, her hands still tied before her, about the post, kneeling in the dirt, was Olga.
"I hate you, Tarl Red Hair," she said.
I knelt beside her.
I had intended to permit her to smolder for a time, she much aroused, and then later, when she had been much heated with need and desire, when, cruelly deprived, she had been aching to break into flame, throw her to my furs, but, unfortunately, I had forgotten about her.
"I forgot about you," I told her.
"I hate you, Tarl Red Hair," she said.
I reached out to touch her.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )