Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 12 | 259 | Well did I recall the first day following the first night of Aphris as the slave of Kamchak. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 12 | 256 | After all, it is difficult to sneak up on a man while wearing collar and bells. |
| 12 | 257 | Also, she may have feared more than death that if she failed in an attempt to slay him she would be plunged in the sack again which lay ever ready near the back, left wheel of the wagon. |
| 12 | 258 | That seemed to be an experience which she, no more than Elizabeth Cardwell, was not eager to repeat. |
| 12 | 259 | Well did I recall the first day following the first night of Aphris as the slave of Kamchak. |
| 12 | 260 | We had slept late that day and finally when Kamchak managed to be up and around, after a late breakfast served rather slowly by Elizabeth, and had recollected Aphris and had opened the end of her sleeping quarters and she had crawled out backward and had begged, head to boot, to be allowed to draw water for the bosk, though it was early, it seemed evident to all that the lovely wench from Turia would not, could she help it, spend a night again similar to her first in the encampment of Tuchuks. |
| 12 | 261 | "Where will you sleep tonight, slave?" Kamchak had demanded. |
| 12 | 262 | "If my master will permit," said the girl, with great apparent sincerity, "at his feet". |
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After all, it is difficult to sneak up on a man while wearing collar and bells.
Also, she may have feared more than death that if she failed in an attempt to slay him she would be plunged in the sack again which lay ever ready near the back, left wheel of the wagon.
That seemed to be an experience which she, no more than Elizabeth Cardwell, was not eager to repeat.
Well did I recall the first day following the first night of Aphris as the slave of Kamchak.
We had slept late that day and finally when Kamchak managed to be up and around, after a late breakfast served rather slowly by Elizabeth, and had recollected Aphris and had opened the end of her sleeping quarters and she had crawled out backward and had begged, head to boot, to be allowed to draw water for the bosk, though it was early, it seemed evident to all that the lovely wench from Turia would not, could she help it, spend a night again similar to her first in the encampment of Tuchuks.
"Where will you sleep tonight, slave?" Kamchak had demanded.
"If my master will permit," said the girl, with great apparent sincerity, "at his feet".
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 12)