Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 24 | 169 | "What are you?" asked the man. |
| 24 | 170 | I put down my head. |
| 24 | 171 | "I am garbage, Master," I said. |
| 24 | 172 | And how true then that seemed to me, for I had betrayed my master, I who was unworthy to kiss his sandals, who had no right to aspire to the collar of such a man. |
| 24 | 173 | "Well," said the man, "if garbage, at least lovely garbage". |
| 24 | 174 | "Thank you, Master," I whispered. |
| 24 | 175 | "She is worthless," said Clitus Vitellius. |
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"What are you?" asked the man.
I put down my head.
"I am garbage, Master," I said.
And how true then that seemed to me, for I had betrayed my master, I who was unworthy to kiss his sandals, who had no right to aspire to the collar of such a man.
"Well," said the man, "if garbage, at least lovely garbage".
"Thank you, Master," I whispered.
"She is worthless," said Clitus Vitellius.
- (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter )