Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 559 | I felt his hand in my hair, not cruelly, but casually and firmly, as one might fasten one's hand in the mane of a horse. |
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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 556 | Why did he not speak to me? Any gentleman, surely, by now, speaking reassuring, soothing words, averting his eyes from my beauty, would have hastened to release me from my predicament. |
| 2 | 557 | He removed his helmet. |
| 2 | 558 | He put it to one side, in the grass. |
| 2 | 559 | I felt his hand in my hair, not cruelly, but casually and firmly, as one might fasten one's hand in the mane of a horse. |
| 2 | 560 | Then I felt my head drawn up and back, and back, until, his right hand on my knee, his left hand in my hair, I knelt bent backward, my head on the ground, my back bent painfully, my eyes looking up, frightened, at the sky. |
| 2 | 561 | He then examined the bow of my beauty. |
| 2 | 562 | I am quite vain of my beauty. |
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Why did he not speak to me? Any gentleman, surely, by now, speaking reassuring, soothing words, averting his eyes from my beauty, would have hastened to release me from my predicament.
He removed his helmet.
He put it to one side, in the grass.
I felt his hand in my hair, not cruelly, but casually and firmly, as one might fasten one's hand in the mane of a horse.
Then I felt my head drawn up and back, and back, until, his right hand on my knee, his left hand in my hair, I knelt bent backward, my head on the ground, my back bent painfully, my eyes looking up, frightened, at the sky.
He then examined the bow of my beauty.
I am quite vain of my beauty.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 2)