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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
20 365 But I watched.
20 366 I grew more and more sure, and then I was certain.
20 367 He stopped to buy a cake from a vendor on the wharf.
20 368 It was he! It was my master, Clitus Vitellius of Ar! "Oh, master," I wanted to cry out, "I love you! I love you, master!" Then I saw him glance at a paga girl who posed, turning before him, and spoke to him.
20 369 Suddenly I hated her and him! He dismissed the girl, but I had seen him look upon her, as a warrior, a master.
20 370 I hated them both! It had been Clitus Vitellius of Ar who had first enslaved me.
20 371 He had marked me with the hot iron, marking my very flesh, branding me a slave girl.
But I watched. I grew more and more sure, and then I was certain. He stopped to buy a cake from a vendor on the wharf. It was he! It was my master, Clitus Vitellius of Ar! "Oh, master," I wanted to cry out, "I love you! I love you, master!" Then I saw him glance at a paga girl who posed, turning before him, and spoke to him. Suddenly I hated her and him! He dismissed the girl, but I had seen him look upon her, as a warrior, a master. I hated them both! It had been Clitus Vitellius of Ar who had first enslaved me. He had marked me with the hot iron, marking my very flesh, branding me a slave girl. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter )