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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

Her hair had been braided and looped over her right shoulder; it was hard in the light to determine its color. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #23)
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7 23 Her hair had been braided and looped over her right shoulder; it was hard in the light to determine its color.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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7 20 I supposed the only difference in the attire of the three girls would have been the numerals engraved on their collars.
7 21 Vika of course had worn a scarf and these girls did not, but now Vika no longer wore her scarf; now her collar, steel and gleaming, locked, encircling her fair throat, was as evident and beautiful as theirs, proclaiming her to the eyes of all, like them, only a slave girl.
7 22 The first girl was a short, sturdy wench with thick ankles and wide, exciting shoulders, probably of peasant stock.
7 23 Her hair had been braided and looped over her right shoulder; it was hard in the light to determine its color.
7 24 She had risen from her mat at the foot of the couch unbelievingly, blinking and rubbing her heavy-lidded, ovoid eyes.
7 25 As far as I could tell she was alone in the chamber.
7 26 When she approached the portal its sensors began to glow and pulse as had Vika's.
I supposed the only difference in the attire of the three girls would have been the numerals engraved on their collars. Vika of course had worn a scarf and these girls did not, but now Vika no longer wore her scarf; now her collar, steel and gleaming, locked, encircling her fair throat, was as evident and beautiful as theirs, proclaiming her to the eyes of all, like them, only a slave girl. The first girl was a short, sturdy wench with thick ankles and wide, exciting shoulders, probably of peasant stock. Her hair had been braided and looped over her right shoulder; it was hard in the light to determine its color. She had risen from her mat at the foot of the couch unbelievingly, blinking and rubbing her heavy-lidded, ovoid eyes. As far as I could tell she was alone in the chamber. When she approached the portal its sensors began to glow and pulse as had Vika's. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 7)