She did so, kneeling before me, head down, handing me the black, red-trimmed wine crater, that of the master, as had Aphris to Kamchak.
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I drank.
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When I had finished I set the wine crater aside and looked on the girl.
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"Why have you done this, Elizabeth?" I asked.
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She looked down sullenly.
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"I am Vella," she said, "a Gorean slave".
"Serve me wine," I said.
She did so, kneeling before me, head down, handing me the black, red-trimmed wine crater, that of the master, as had Aphris to Kamchak.
I drank.
When I had finished I set the wine crater aside and looked on the girl.
"Why have you done this, Elizabeth?" I asked.
She looked down sullenly.
"I am Vella," she said, "a Gorean slave".
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )