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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

Then, her back still arched, with a half-smile, she stretched even more, and, as though weary, she slowly turned her head to one side, with her eyes closed, and then opened them and with a small, lazy motion of her hands threw her hair back over her head, and with a tiny motion of her head shook it into place. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #516)
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25 516 Then, her back still arched, with a half-smile, she stretched even more, and, as though weary, she slowly turned her head to one side, with her eyes closed, and then opened them and with a small, lazy motion of her hands threw her hair back over her head, and with a tiny motion of her head shook it into place.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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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.
25 515 "No," I said, "none is as desirable as Vella".
25 516 Then, her back still arched, with a half-smile, she stretched even more, and, as though weary, she slowly turned her head to one side, with her eyes closed, and then opened them and with a small, lazy motion of her hands threw her hair back over her head, and with a tiny motion of her head shook it into place.
25 517 "It seems Vella wishes to please her master," I said.
25 518 "No," said the girl, "Vella hates her master".
25 519 She looked at me with feigned hatred.
"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". Then, her back still arched, with a half-smile, she stretched even more, and, as though weary, she slowly turned her head to one side, with her eyes closed, and then opened them and with a small, lazy motion of her hands threw her hair back over her head, and with a tiny motion of her head shook it into place. "It seems Vella wishes to please her master," I said. "No," said the girl, "Vella hates her master". She looked at me with feigned hatred. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 25)