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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

He put the sword at my left ankle, and, curiously, lifted the robes of concealment a bit. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #550)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
5 550 He put the sword at my left ankle, and, curiously, lifted the robes of concealment a bit.

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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
5 547 He drew his sword.
5 548 I shuddered.
5 549 "Are you free?" he asked.
5 550 He put the sword at my left ankle, and, curiously, lifted the robes of concealment a bit.
5 551 "I hope for your sake," said he, "that you are free.
5 552 If you are not, I will not be much pleased".
5 553 I felt the blade on my leg, lifting up the robes further.
He drew his sword. I shuddered. "Are you free?" he asked. He put the sword at my left ankle, and, curiously, lifted the robes of concealment a bit. "I hope for your sake," said he, "that you are free. If you are not, I will not be much pleased". I felt the blade on my leg, lifting up the robes further. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 5)