Post by pup on Jun 13, 2006 12:10:22 GMT -5
Herding the bosk
I saw four small milk bosk grazing on short grass. In the distance, above the acres, I could see mountains, snowcapped. A flock of verr, herded by a maid with a stick, turned bleating on the sloping hillside. She shaded her eyes. She was blond; she was barefoot; she wore an ankle-length white kirtle of white wool, sleeveless, split to her belly. about her neck I could see a dark ring."
Book 9, Marauders of Gor
Milking verr
She had been carrying a large bag of churned verr milk on her head.....She dropped the churned verr milk, the bag's seams fortunately for her not splitting..."
Book 10, Tribesmen of Gor
Gardening
"...fields, fenced with rocks, in the sloping area. In them were growing, small at this season, shafts of Sa-Tarna; too, there would be peas, and beans, cabbages and onions, and patches of the golden sul, capable of surviving at this latitude."
Book 9, Marauders of Gor
Fishing
Once the Forkbeard went to her and taught her to check the scoop, with her left hand, for snails, that they not be thrown overboard. Returning to me he held one of the snails, whose shell he crushed between his fingers, and sucked out the animal, chewing and swallowing it. He then threw the shell fragments overboard. 'They are edible,' he said, 'And we use them for fish bait.' "
Book 9, Marauders of Gor
Seaweed
"salt, incidentally, is obtained by the men of Torvaldsland, most commonly, from sea water or the burning of seaweed. It is also, however, a trade commodity, and is sometimes taken in raids. the red and yellow salts of the south, some of which I saw on the tables, are not domestic to Torvaldsland"
Marauders of Gor (pgs 186-187)
Making Gruel
"The bond-maids did not much care for their gruel, unsweetened, mud-like Sa-Tarna meal; with raw fish."
Marauders of Gor (pg 65)
Filling/Making skin bags
The slender blond girl, who had been giving men water from the skin bag, was now given the work of filling small bowls from the large wooden bowl, for the bond-maids. She used a bronze ladle...The girls, including the slender blondish girl, emptied their bowls, even to licking them, that no grain be left..."
Marauders of Gor, pages 64-65
Drying fish and storing butter
"I saw small fruit trees, and hives, where honey bees were raised; and there were small sheds, here and there, with sloping roofs of boards; in some such sheds might craftsmen work, in others fish might be dried or butter made."
Marauders of Gor (pg 81)
Pleasing the Jarls
'May your slave attempt to please her Master?' 'Yes,' I told her. She fell to kissing me, with the lascivious, wanton joy of the slave girl, given no choice but to reveal and liberate, and act upon, completely and with perfection, her deepest, most hidden desires, even though she might in misery, scorn herself for
possessing them.
pg 296 Marauders of Gor