Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 19 | 234 | Her hair, glistening, fell to her shoulders. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 19 | 231 | It was Virginia. |
| 19 | 232 | Her head was back, and she looked disdainful. |
| 19 | 233 | She wore the cosmetics of a Pleasure Slave, applied exquisitely. |
| 19 | 234 | Her hair, glistening, fell to her shoulders. |
| 19 | 235 | Her lips were red with slave rouge. |
| 19 | 236 | "Eight gold pieces!" I heard cry from the crowd. |
| 19 | 237 | "What of ten?" asked the auctioneer. |
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It was Virginia.
Her head was back, and she looked disdainful.
She wore the cosmetics of a Pleasure Slave, applied exquisitely.
Her hair, glistening, fell to her shoulders.
Her lips were red with slave rouge.
"Eight gold pieces!" I heard cry from the crowd.
"What of ten?" asked the auctioneer.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19)