Is it not now time, woman of Earth, for you to attempt to manipulate me
“Is it not now time, woman of Earth,” I asked, “for you to attempt to manipulate me by utilizing persuasive discourse, belittling expressions, scorn words, the abundant, pathetic panoply of cultural artifacts designed to confuse and dominate males. Is it not time now to gasp and frown, to throw your verbal switches, press your buttons, ring your bells, that the male may salivate or cringe, as you choose?”
She shook her head, numbly. “I am at your feet,” she said.
Tribesmen of Gor, p. 535