Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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5
251
I could understand that she, a proud, intelligent girl, could not but resent the indignities of her position, being forced to serve with the full offices of the slave girl whomsoever the Priest-Kings might see fit to send to her chamber, but yet I found in these grievances, great though they might be, no excuse for the deep hostility towards myself which seemed to suffuse her graceful being.
I could understand that she, a proud, intelligent girl, could not but resent the indignities of her position, being forced to serve with the full offices of the slave girl whomsoever the Priest-Kings might see fit to send to her chamber, but yet I found in these grievances, great though they might be, no excuse for the deep hostility towards myself which seemed to suffuse her graceful being.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #251)
Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
5
248
"Later," I said.
5
249
She choked with fury.
5
250
I bore her no ill will but I found her as irritating as she was beautiful.
5
251
I could understand that she, a proud, intelligent girl, could not but resent the indignities of her position, being forced to serve with the full offices of the slave girl whomsoever the Priest-Kings might see fit to send to her chamber, but yet I found in these grievances, great though they might be, no excuse for the deep hostility towards myself which seemed to suffuse her graceful being.
5
252
After all, I, too, was a prisoner of Priest-Kings and I had not chosen to come to her chamber.
5
253
"How did I come to this chamber?" I asked.
5
254
"They brought you," she said.
"Later," I said.
She choked with fury.
I bore her no ill will but I found her as irritating as she was beautiful.
I could understand that she, a proud, intelligent girl, could not but resent the indignities of her position, being forced to serve with the full offices of the slave girl whomsoever the Priest-Kings might see fit to send to her chamber, but yet I found in these grievances, great though they might be, no excuse for the deep hostility towards myself which seemed to suffuse her graceful being.
After all, I, too, was a prisoner of Priest-Kings and I had not chosen to come to her chamber.
"How did I come to this chamber?" I asked.
"They brought you," she said.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 5)