Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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512
She knelt so for a languorous moment, her hands over her head holding her hair, looking at me.
She knelt so for a languorous moment, her hands over her head holding her hair, looking at me.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #512)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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25
509
"You are a vixen, Vella," said I.
25
510
She shrugged.
25
511
Then, kneeling before me in the position of the Pleasure Slave, she stretched indolently, with feline grace, lifting her hands behind the back of her neck and throwing her dark hair forward.
25
512
She knelt so for a languorous moment, her hands over her head holding her hair, looking at me.
25
513
"Do you think," she asked, "that the girls in the public slave wagon are as beautiful as Vella?" "No," I said, "they are not".
25
514
"Or as desirable?" she asked.
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515
"No," I said, "none is as desirable as Vella".
"You are a vixen, Vella," said I.
She shrugged.
Then, kneeling before me in the position of the Pleasure Slave, she stretched indolently, with feline grace, lifting her hands behind the back of her neck and throwing her dark hair forward.
She knelt so for a languorous moment, her hands over her head holding her hair, looking at me.
"Do you think," she asked, "that the girls in the public slave wagon are as beautiful as Vella?" "No," I said, "they are not".
"Or as desirable?" she asked.
"No," I said, "none is as desirable as Vella".
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 25)