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Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
4 658 How misplaced and foolish then seemed my resentment, my petulance, my pride! Such luxuries belonged to free women, not to such as I.
4 659 Tears of helpless frustration stained my cheeks.
4 660 I was no longer free! I looked at him.
4 661 There was not a stain of dust on his tunic.
4 662 I was just as pleased.
4 663 Had he run, and I known it, I might have endeavored to throw myself into his arms.
4 664 Surely no one would think less of a slave for that.
How misplaced and foolish then seemed my resentment, my petulance, my pride! Such luxuries belonged to free women, not to such as I. Tears of helpless frustration stained my cheeks. I was no longer free! I looked at him. There was not a stain of dust on his tunic. I was just as pleased. Had he run, and I known it, I might have endeavored to throw myself into his arms. Surely no one would think less of a slave for that. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter )