Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 4 | 582 | Did he not love me? I remembered his eyes on me, before the hood had been thrown over my head in preparation for my service in the cruel game. |
| 4 | 583 | I recalled his eyes. |
| 4 | 584 | In his eyes I had seen that I was nothing, only a meaningless slave to him. |
| 4 | 585 | I poured wine from the flask I bore into the cup, I holding it, of one of the men. |
| 4 | 586 | I froze. |
| 4 | 587 | I saw dirt upon his tunic. |
| 4 | 588 | Our eyes met. |
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Did he not love me? I remembered his eyes on me, before the hood had been thrown over my head in preparation for my service in the cruel game.
I recalled his eyes.
In his eyes I had seen that I was nothing, only a meaningless slave to him.
I poured wine from the flask I bore into the cup, I holding it, of one of the men.
I froze.
I saw dirt upon his tunic.
Our eyes met.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter )