” She sat down the lamp and stared at it for a second before turning her attention to the box. “Now this is definitely old, and it was obviously m...ade for the lamps.” “What’s the writing say?” “This isn’t Arabic. I think it’s something older. I recognize a few of the words, though. This is lamps,” she noted, pointing at the word. “This one is wish.” She looked up and asked, “Where did you get these?” “They were left for me,” Amber fibbed. “You should take them to a museum. I just… Wow. I feel. "After talking to Nomat and an overjoyed Irani about possibly adding another mate or two and his new leadership position as my number three, I arranged sleeping quarters for the widowed unmated women in the large bedchamber. When Fayla saw that I was not including her, she came to me. "Why am I not sleeping with them?" Because, in my eyes you are not yet a woman."I saw a bit of petulance in Fayla's expression and soon her tone of voice. "I have seen thirteen summers and my lunar cycle has. "Spread you legs," I said.Without a thought, she obeyed.I got down on my knees, and dipped the swab into the baby oil. Then painted the clay with the oil.Almost instantly, the clay softened, and started coming off in flakes. In mere moments, her clit was free.While this was happening, Pyx had her eyes closed, preparing herself for more pain."It's off Pyx," I said.Pyx looked down. "Really?"Oh, Master! Thank you. You are so wonderful! I am in your debt forever!"She got on her knees and kissed my. Did you have any luck with that?" "Not really," I replied. "My face turned bright red and my vision took on a nice shade of lavender, but that's about it." While lifting up a page he continued, "I also see that we set you up with a series of testosterone injections. Did you notice any difference with those?" "No...no, can't say that I did, but I did enjoy dropping my pants for the nurse every month!" My lame attempt at levity did nothing to help make light of the situation as Dr. Landry.